My cold still has me in its grip, but Dennis and I spent a little time in the woods. I […]
Training and Shame
Whatever happened to Charlie? I understand from Marvin that he’s still alive—at least, he was back in November. These days, […]
Different Worlds
After spending yesterday in bed, trying the get the better of the cold I caught from Dennis, I am mindfully […]
Days Get Away from Me
I’m not complaining. I’m rather happy with life. It can be hard, though, to stop, look around, and jot down […]
A Dove with a Flute
I am sitting atop the freezer in the laundry room. I have decided to move the table Luke and Isabel […]
Just Writing, Day One
Duty. Everywhere I look, I see people trying to “do their duty.” So few of us understand that it’s not […]
Morning Pages, Day Five
Shapes of sunlight hit the wall in front of me: what little of it is visible and not armored with […]
Morning Pages, Day Four
I sit up in bed after filtering plenty of strange and disparate thoughts through my head. Just before I sat […]
Morning Pages, Day Three
It is 8:19, and while I would prefer to still be asleep, we’re planning a visit to Luke, Isabel, and […]