Like A Rug

I sang “Taste and see that the Lord is good.”  Then I took communion, and then I went to breakfast and lied like a rug*. Across coffee and bowls of Rice Krispies, a nun with white hair and an unabashed face asked, “Are you Catholic?” “Yes,” I lied. “Oh,” she said.  My life flashed before my […]

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Constitutional

Today I walked instead of driving. I’m a dedicated walker everywhere but at home.  I don’t feel like I’ve been someplace unless I’ve taken public transportation.  Subways are my favorite, trains come second, and I can occasionally be persuaded to take a bus.  I’m afraid of ending up in the wrong place on a bus, […]

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