09-30-2026
I sit in the room that I call my office. The light through my window is dim and fading fast, that end of summer light that reminds you of the change of seasons. I am thinking about how my day
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I sit in the room that I call my office. The light through my window is dim and fading fast, that end of summer light that reminds you of the change of seasons. I am thinking about how my day
Read more →Sept 28 I am in my office, lounging in my steelcase office chair, leaning back, attempting to fulfill a promise to myself to write, manually, for twenty minutes, just for the sake of writing, because it seems to be necessary
Read more →9-12-2026 I am in my basement. Trying something new. Writing longhand into my notebook. Have not written longhand in a decade or more, not at any length. This past week I have been attempting to rekindle the drive
Read more →The problem is that I have forgotten how to write. That's why I am not posting anymore. Not with any regularity, anyway. I have not written daily in years. It is something that I sacrificed to my wife,
Read more →I am the feast
I was mowing the lawn today in ninety-five degree heat, humid enough that after twenty minutes I was completely soaked through and the sweat kept running into my eyes. The back section of the yard had gotten too tall
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