…Sometimes I Need a Witness

Peo­ple say, “You look younger.” Or, “Have you met some­one?” Or, “If you keep look­ing younger every time I see you it’s gonna get weird in a few years.” I don’t know what to tell them, except that it’s hard not to live a lit­tle more fully when you spend a lot of time with ideas that are beg­ging you to do so. […]

Sometimes I See Myself Fine…

Note: Let’s call this one “by request,” sort of. Some peo­ple with whom I’ve been cor­re­spond­ing wanted to know how my brain works and how it got that way. My response is an attempted abbre­vi­a­tion. For a fuller account, I refer you to the com­plete archives and all future posts of this very blog. […]