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I remember feeling this way back in California. The dark, dark nights when all the darkest thoughts, the most unbearable loneliness, the deepest and most wrenching craving for comforting human touch that I couldn’t have kept me awake for hours or haunted my restless dreams.  I’m sure I had some moments like that here inContinue reading “Dark Nights — Unbearable Loneliness”