The car was dead in the parking lot at work. Twenty years ago it would have ruined my evening. This week it didn't, and I've been thinking about why.
Dead, Dead, Dead
Tag: gratitude
The Rain I Asked For
We'd been praying for rain for months. When it finally came, I spent my whole commute complaining about it.
Glass
A sleeping bear with her paw on the glass and a gorilla doing tricks for snacks. A day at the zoo, and the two things that got me off the mat before I turned thirty.
Even Further Down the Road
I wrote these lines at twenty years down the road and posted them again at twenty-four. Here they are at twenty-eight, after a normal Saturday that was anything but.
Arm’s Reach
A man, a toddler with an iPad, and eight feet of downtown sidewalk between them. I got angry faster than I expected, and the anger wasn't really about him.
