What good shall I do this day?

“A writer takes earnest measures to secure his solitude and then finds endless ways to squander it.” -Don DeLillo Do you do it? I do. I’m at my computer when I realize that I’m thirsty. A walk to the kitchen turns my attention to my feet. They’re cold. Time for socks. As I pull on my socks […]

Fog City

This morning ushered in the first of the season’s fog, at least in these parts. It stayed darker longer, the morning was fuzzy and gray, and I did something I’ve not done since before the summer began: I made a cup of coffee to accompany me during my morning routine. Something about coffee in the […]

37.

I was mesmerized by them. There I was on the couch, glass of wine next to me, Family Feud on the boob tube, donning my jammies before 8pm and fixating on two numbers. 3. 7. There they were, right in front of me. I could almost hear them laughing. 37. 37 pounds. It was a […]