The sun was shining and the mercury rose, so I shoveled a spot on the deck and dragged […]
Django wants to go out. He can be curled in his dog bed, snoring like an old man, […]
I was an asshole. I spent a good part of the day trying hard not to get it […]
We are all deathly afraid we don’t exist and/or don’t matter. This fear rides shotgun on all our […]
I wrote this some time ago. A routine is a way of stilling time. It is its own […]
In February, this theme develops. My regular full gas approach reaches the point of diminishing returns as the […]
I want my body to do more things, but it won’t. Or at least not without complaining. I […]
You have a spot in your local woods that you really love. There is a great rock or […]
I know how turtles feel, suddenly staring at the sky, legs flailing, vulnerability turning quickly to panic. I […]
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