April 8, 2015
The Weight of Waiting
Why do we feel a sense of abandonment when an object is left behind, as if the inanimate could suffer the ache...
Category Archive
Reflections
April 8, 2015
The Echo of Geometry
We often speak of history as a linear march, a sequence of dates etched into stone or ink. Yet, when we stand...
April 8, 2015
The Morning After the Storm
I woke up this morning to the sound of water dripping off the eaves. It had poured all night, a heavy, restless...
