I thought of many ways I could start this.
Here’s one:
Death circles me.
Tag: stories
An Unpretty Moment.
I have no tidy bow to tie this up with. I have no message. I have learned no lessons.
Halfway There
One afternoon, I cut off my hair. One night, I had a nightmare. One morning, I ran my first 5k. I finished those things – but I’m still only halfway there.
Things I Saw on my Walk Today
An incomplete list, in an order that is neither chronological nor of importance, but a secret third thing.
Shock, Outrage, and Betrayal
What if I took my ordinary little life and acted as if it were extraordinary? What if I wrote overly dramatic headlines about it?
Unfinished Books of 2024
Once I was the kind of person who read one book at a time, but now, as the year ends, I have many different books going.
Signs & Wonders – Or, A Single Hair
If I was the kind of person who believes in signs, I would think this is a sign and I would look it up to check what it means.
A Green-Pea Moment
Something about doing this with my daughter now, here, this mix of old and new, makes it feel like a Moment.
The Man with No Face
The first time I saw the man with no face, I was sad. I had run to the mountains because there was no comfort for me in the village, and anyway, I do not make free gifts of my feelings.
The Sleepers
Ours is nothing like decorous voyages of legend, but it’s been a long time since I could be traditional.
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