There’s a place and time for everything,

even late night posts. It may be something in the air, or something in the planes beyond, but anxiety has been hanging around me lately. Not for any particular reason, by the way, just the fact that I feel there’s so much to do and so little time. Do nothing, they say. And all willContinue reading “There’s a place and time for everything,”

What can I say?

It’s Monday and I watch my ceiling plant droop from over or underwatering. Or is it root rot? The room temperature? Sunlight? Too much? Too little? They said it was low maintenance and still I watch it die before me. What can I say? It’s Monday and the week has begun. One week down justContinue reading “What can I say?”