Month: August 2020

It’s a balmy Wednesday evening I’m sitting outside with the curious case of wanting nothing and something at the same time.  A part of me would like to me amongst a group of friends, talking, having a drink. This is the something. The other part of me feels tired by…

At some point throughout today I had the thought: I want to age like wine. Slow, steady and full of body.  I want to offer myself to this life as a nice glass of red wine that is sipped slow and steady. Instead of as a tequila shot that burns…

Not sure there is a point, but maybe that is the point? Why do we do what we do? Like sign up for a Substack account without really understanding how it works. It’s like getting in a rental car and driving off without fully understanding what all the buttons do…