happy birthday to me!
Another year has passed.
Another decade.
A good four decades, in fact.
And I am already loving it here.
All the roads unfurl ahead of me. It's as if I have only just begun.
Another year has passed.
Another decade.
A good four decades, in fact.
And I am already loving it here.
All the roads unfurl ahead of me. It's as if I have only just begun.
How a group of strangers have come to fill my weekends with quiet contentment
We know of attachment to people and objects. What about attachment to a particular way of life unfolding? And the frustration that arises when life insists on doing its own unpredictable thing day after day after day?
Musings on the relentless mental tug-of-war
Life, and books, as they happened ...