Revisiting the Cottage
The first thing I noticed was the erosion.
The first thing I noticed was the erosion.
In comparison, it feels trivial to call today’s friends close when every time we hang out has to be planned two to five business days in advance.
Claire paid no mind to the splotchy coloring and large, hooked beak; to her, it was a duck.
Confessions prompt action, and if action isn’t taken, they’ve failed.
Before long I was seated at his table, eating my breakfast burrito and listening to him ramble on about the local waterfalls, the crème brulée he likes to bake for the employees here, and his passion for the COVID-19 vaccination.
If we’re doing footprints in the sand, I’m wandering into the ocean.
Maybe I need one of those “fragile contents” stickers you get when you buy plates online.
I haven’t been well enough to take a trip with a friend in three years.
No one should do these things. They are not practical and, in some cases, pretty dangerous.
I don’t know the first thing about farming, contracting, small business, politicking, etc. But they can’t all be right.