the weekends have begun to mock me. today was gorgeous and sunny and the perfect temperature (70 degrees), and as…
seeing debris in my sleep
debbie and jason totally missed their flight from paris after air france was late and the bus driver decided to…
flying high
every day since february 1, i have walked from the parking lot to my building with my eyes inexplicably but…
another one bites the dust
“a touching story,” by sarah. once upon a time, two days ago, i noticed the beginning of an ant mound–a…
