The Peace of Christ Be with Me
But writing about my anger also moved me to remember that there are no clean lines to be drawn here between villains and heroes.
But writing about my anger also moved me to remember that there are no clean lines to be drawn here between villains and heroes.
I should have known I couldn’t escape politics by watching Star Trek, the first major American show to show an interracial kiss.
Don’t cause someone else harm. That sounds like a really good place to start.
My first shift. Spilled a glass of Sprite and dropped a basket of onion rings within the first 30 minutes. Surprisingly, they let me stay.
In the failure of dogma, try generosity.
I won’t say we pulled half-burned logs out of firepits to salvage them for our own use, but I won’t deny it either.
Almost despite myself, I’m finding that I do enjoy the quiet, the darkness.
Law and order, but only certain laws and certain orders.
As the days now grow shorter and the nights darker, I try to let the metaphor of autumn give me hope instead of melancholy.
We would be poorer without heros, and yet they would be nothing without us.