by D B | May 10, 2021 | Uncategorized
An odd but related thing happened just after I began writing this essay about doors, open and closed. But I’ll come back to that. When I want privacy, if there is a door, I close it. I close the door when I write, or when I meditate. If there are people nearby other...
by D B | May 2, 2021 | Uncategorized
When I was one of four mouths my father had to feed, he would work odd jobs in addition to his full-time job in the Post Office. For one of those jobs, my Dad was paid to go to drive-in movies. When the grounds opened, he would be among the first to pay admission and...
by D B | Apr 19, 2021 | Uncategorized
One thing leads to another. In August 2012 I moved to a new town and by December I was sorely in need of a haircut. I found the place to get my hair cut by first finding an Irish pub. I found the pub by first finding a new trail, and hiking on it until sunset, which...
