It’s very hot. Not a cloud in the sky, just the sun burning down without mercy. Only the occasional car or lawnmower breaks the summer silence: the kids are hiding out in air-conditioned comfort; it’s too fierce out save for the truly dedicated. The birds are panting in the trees. The world seems suspended and …
I went camping last weekend. It was lovely. “Lovely” because what’s better than sitting around a campfire with your friends? And when said campfire is perched beside a rushing river that snakes among a forest of eighty-foot-tall evergreens with butterflies fluttering in the nearby grasses and eagles circling overhead? Heaven. Plus, I make a mean …
I can do what I want. This is true of everyone. We’re not as constrained as we like to think. At least not in any real sense. The constraints we experience are primarily self-imposed. We choose what we do. We choose what we don’t do. We allow ourselves to be constrained. There are reasons. Often, …
Everything that’s wrong with the world is down to ponytail holders. I know, you thought the answer would be more complex but there you have it. The answer came to me this morning as I was, coincidentally, putting my hair up in a ponytail. I have a round box on a shelf in my bathroom …
I forgot the anniversary of my grandmother’s birthday this year. It’s the first time that’s happened since she died. I realized, once I remembered, that after I’m gone, she really will be dead. All the way dead. The people who live only in my memory will be gone as if they never were, lost save …
