Far From the Home I Love

I would give the Chicago Midway Airport floor 2 stars out of a possible 5. My only other airport floor sleep was the St. Louis airport, I have to say there was a certain bounce to that floor, a certain wider ambiance, more natural light to disturb your sleep, though.  Christmastime 1995. Actually I was […]

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23 Days

Tomorrow I’m flying back for a funeral, so I might forget you again.  Or I might not.  Maybe I’ll have a deep spiritual thought at Penn Station while I’m waiting for the train. Today was another Shakespeare day, and having his words in the room with me feels as good as my humidifier, this time […]

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24 Days

Deep spiritual thought: “When we trust ourselves, we become both more humble and more daring…. There is no snatching at people or events, trying to force them to give us what we think we want…. We become what we are, and we do it by being who we are, not who we strive to be.” […]

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Space

 She remembered you the longest, people said.  Maybe.  I am the oldest, I’ve been around the longest, we spent the most time together, just by a little.  She liked strangers.  She lost all of us, eventually.  It wasn’t that we were strangers that scared her, it was the misfiring and numbing of her mind. The […]

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