I looked up “Indian summer” and “false spring” and neither term refers exactly to a 73-degree mid-February day. So what to call yesterday’s weather? Stupid, I guess. Or glorious, if you prefer to be womanish about it. A recently rediscovered high school classmate asked me if I’m on Facebook and I told her about the […]
The transportation dreams continue. Lack of transportation, actually. Cars I can’t find, unfamiliar highways, vehicles too large or too strange for me to drive. I suppose the dreams are me telling myself to go somewhere, maybe in the literal sense or maybe in the figurative, but the message is vague. I wake up feeling discontented […]
33 years later, an email from a high school classmate, one I hadn’t heard from since graduation. Married, grown son, graduate degree, responsible position. Some of us did turn out as it was hoped we would. She’d been reminded of me by a mutual business acquaintance and reached out as people sometimes do when the […]
