Friday: Sometimes I can’t decide if Emily is an old soul or a brand new soul, or even if such a thing exists. As we laced up our kicks and prepared to head out into the late-morning sun, Emily was still going on about Dave and Debbie, the aforementioned geriatric couple seated next to […]
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As with most outings together, we left the house harried and behind schedule. We were supposed to leave at 1:00 and the clock in the Jeep read 1:24. We were not late, per se, but we were running the risk of becoming consequentially late. Emily and I have different philosophies when it comes to getting […]
Read MoreThe low burble of the generator has started to function as my own gas-powered white noise machine. My body and clothing reeks of gasoline and I’m obsessively counting used wattage like a junkie evaluating the remnants of his quickly disappearing stash, but there’s a quiet happiness about being without power on a wintry Monday night. […]
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