The Sheet Lives
Every summer, like clockwork, the duvet becomes The Enemy.Too hot. Too clingy. Too heavy. Frankly, too emotionally unavailable for the climate And so, every summer, I bring out The Sheet. It’s white. It’s light,...
Where soul meets shtshow — because rock bottom is surprisingly spiritual
Every summer, like clockwork, the duvet becomes The Enemy.Too hot. Too clingy. Too heavy. Frankly, too emotionally unavailable for the climate And so, every summer, I bring out The Sheet. It’s white. It’s light,...
It’s Easter Sunday, and this morning I did what I often do now — I took my kid to church.Yes, that church. A real one. With pews and hymns and a bit of a...
I didn’t expect to set up a blog while lying beside my dying father, but… here we are. It’s the week before Easter. I’m in a hospital side room on a camp bed —...