A tidy, well-mannered, and elderly homeless man has taken up nocturnal residence in the covered portico of my friend’s building…
Tag: Christmas
Letting Go
I briefly thought about sweeping up the pieces and trying to glue them back together but then thought this event was meant to be. While I no longer have a madeleine de Proust that takes me directly back to that wonderful afternoon…
Light, Solstice, Tradition
I confess to wanting to live in this idyllic world, one attainable through self-creation. The Larssons do-it-yourself, be yourself ethos guided me once I learned about it…
Trading Places
How do you know where you should be?