Early March, 2020 My apartment is dark and the screen is bright and I feel like we are all becoming less human somehow. It appears Joe Biden is ahead of Bernie Sanders in the primaries. It feels like a scam. We can all feel it. No way they were going to take it from Bernie …
There isn’t a playbook for how to take care of yourself after you’ve upended your entire life. I wish there was something. To really make sure you’re okay. – Saturday I’m at the beach right now. Well, on a bluff above the beach so I don’t have to touch the sand. Law Street. It’s from …
I could tell from her voice on the phone that she had been drinking. Maybe a fair amount. She was cheerful at first and later it settled into something more sad. I could hear it as the night went on, an emptiness that came about because the world was not her friend. She was telling …
I was back at Augurs Well last night after walking Maddy to her Lyft. I felt like moving around in the city after such a night and I was drawn to the comforting dive bar like a beacon was flashing right next to the milk stout tap handle. I like the guy who owns it, …
