Recently I spent an afternoon with a woman who had been introduced to me by a mutual friend. She had a naturally tanned face lined like a rural map, bright blue eyes, a long single …Read More →
Posts Tagged with: survival
This is a good time to talk about chaos and order. Chaos because we’re up to our eyeballs in it. Order because it’s never that far off.
By chaos, I don’t mean an imminent apocalypse due …Read More →
The first time I became aware that my body could be broken in a way that left marks was when I was 8.
I was riding a bike that was too big for me. My mother …Read More →