The last time I saw a circus goat. She was walking across a narrow plank three meters off the ground. She was not at all sure of her footing and her gold-fringed caparison was slipping indecently off to one side. She did it all led by a shrill circus announcer in sequins who bribed her…
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Kevin, you are not alone in your quest for the little epiphanies. There are more of in this world in search of the sacred and our own transcendence. Thank you for sharing.
Loved your piece on epiphanies. Trying to find one every day, but I stumble across them more often when I forget to look. Always enjoy your Sunday diaries.