One life is hardly enough. I have no fear of death, but I really am irked that I only have a century here. And that is if I’m lucky. For a lot of people, more than I ever expected, a hundred years is plenty. People are tired and worn down and disinterested in life. I think there’s nothing more thrilling than being alive, seeing what’s around and learning about what has happened in the recent and distant past, so I will never understand this attitude. If I could live forever, I would pay whatever price. I’d make a deal with the Devil if that were a real thing.
The first few days in Paris were slow and luxurious. No big plans. Nothing to rush to or run away from. It was living at its most leisurely. I could […]
LOVE: Successful Oven Repair: Guys, I had a miserable weekend for a number of reasons. I had a terrible head cold, a wisdom tooth suddenly shot through the gums of […]
I woke the next morning about forty pounds lighter. For some reason, the radiator was out of control on the third level of The Jane, and everybody was boiling. It […]
Before I go anywhere, I know exactly where I’m going, how to get there, and what I’m going to wear. It’s all part of the preparations that make me a […]
Paris is a unique city because nearly everybody has been there. Not physically, of course, but we’ve all been transported to the City of Lights in a film or a […]
Every day, I say that we must get started earlier, but we never do. I don’t know why I bother trying. I’m not a morning person and I never will […]
I had a terribly difficult time waking up today, even worse than usual and that’s saying something pretty dramatic, reader. I didn’t come halfway across North America to sleep in, […]