It’s the week between Christmas and New Years. And call it a holiday tradition, but I have no idea what day it is or even what year it is. I’m old enough that it feels like a year lasts about twenty minutes, but this year was the meanest twenty minutes ever. Looking back, it feels … Read more
It’s the twilight zone between holidays, meandering like a long, slow-motion hangover. I have no idea what day it is and I’m staring at the horizon, pretending it’s staying light longer. I’m eating leftovers and watching old movies I’ve seen before. Social media is age-shaming celebrities for not looking like they did decades ago, as … Read more
Less suffering, more gratitude.