2022. 2022. So many twos. Not a palindrome. Not yet. But there are articles out there, looking for meaning, symbols, some kind of reasoning and link to something. There must be something that can explain all this, she thinks, as she puts on her mask and checks for hand sanitizer. What can be said? A … Continue reading The Canary Who Jumps
I woke up this morning intending to write something. It was quiet, and the sun was bright and low in the sky. Early morning, with blue skies and quiet. Yesterday, someone moved in to this floor of the apartment building. Four hours of the door squeaking open, then banging shut. Then squeaking open, and shutting … Continue reading Sunday Morning
Looking back Not sure that there is much more to say. Especially now, it feels like everyone has grappled for some new take on everything – some visionary look at all that has happened, or some clever tweet. How to turn a year of extremes and emotions into some secondary school genre exercise – do … Continue reading The last day of 2020
