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At Island games in Orkney 2025! After years — maybe decades — of surviving life through masking and disconnection, I find myself learning how to feel again. Not in the abstract emotional sense, but physically, viscerally. My nervous system is no longer numbed. It’s awake now. Sometimes too awake. The other day, after an appointment,…
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It was not planted, but on a balter winter’s day, I slid my wheels off the ferry on a stranger’s land, where I was not meant to be. The wrath of Orkney is one of stranded departures and arrivals, forcing the vagabond to stay a little longer. Just long enough to see the first flower…