the home stretch

I’ve got a brand new apartment. Which is a half-truth. It’s a new apartment, to be sure, since I’ve only lived here for six months or so. But it’s also a new-new apartment in the sense that I’ve just finished cleaning it and rearranging some furniture and hanging some art and making it livable again. […]

no fireworks

Yesterday was the 4th of July. I was feeling the very antithesis of patriotic, far from wanting to celebrate the birth of our nation. But not for any reason in particular. Not for any of the very many things that I see wrong with the country right now and the people in charge. Oh, sure, […]