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July 2, 2009
My new kind of ambrosia is a tall glass of Diet Vernors on the rocks. I can still reflect on the day's events or recall a moment from years past equally as well. It's interesting that there's no telling what will trigger a particular memory or feeling. Tonight everything was random. I ripped through countless miniature boxes of drawer pulls, dumping their contents onto the table for pricing. Some pulls were silver half-moons, some crystal, others traditional brass. There were even some Jamaican pulls, dark brown with intricate carvings. I let each pull take me back.