It’s gone. That box that I have talked out in a couple of blog posts (here and here) and that I have been packing around for fifteen years, is finally gone. I opened it up, looked superficially at the contents, and decided there was too much to sort through. Inside the box were three big […]
Question: What is the relationship between this kettle and this box? The answer: a dream. Remembering a Dream I rarely dream. In fact, when I had a dream a several weeks ago, it was a momentous occasion for me. It was the first time I had remembered a dream in many, many months. Maybe years, […]
I have gone most of my life without ever going to a funeral, until about ten years ago. Since then I seem to have been to lots of them. The size and style of the ceremonies vary, but the outcome is always the same. Somebody has to sort stuff out. After someone dies, they leave […]
When my closet-designing consultant casually mentioned that I had twenty-eight pairs of shoes, boots, and slippers, I was embarrassed. I didn’t point out that I had another five pairs in another room. She, however, was unfazed. “Oh, that’s normal,” she said. “Most people have between thirty and forty pairs of shoes, and I have seen […]
