Fish Were Jumping

I mention to the barista that I have to go back to school tomorrow. “I used to work at a school. First I was a preschool teacher, and then I was a janitor. I found whole apples stuck in the toilets.” Thus the summer came to an end. I chose Hawaiian coffee, because the sound […]

Tragedy Plus Time

Here’s how I feel about theater: Of the arts, ingesting books and paintings is important, but ingesting theater is also very important. Today I drove up to an improv theater where my yoga teacher has regularly performed, without me in the audience. (Sorry.) Now, I’ve done this before, paid for and showed up for what […]

What Eisenhower Can and Can’t Do

Last time I went to Abilene, I cried. This was an accomplishment. Middle aged me can rarely cry. This time, I had a panic attack over a grilled cheese sandwich. Ha! In the Eisenhower chapel, the famous couple is buried along with their child who died long before they did. I sat and read about […]

The Sounds They Make

I remember during covid there was a time people realized nothing mattered more than art. Was there a new episode of a series you loved? Everything is solved. Had your favorite musician put out a song you could hear? The day is saved. Maybe relationships matter. But relationships are built on stories, which are art. […]