Smells like Home

  Scent is a funny thing. When we're immersed in something-- all day, every day-- we don't sense it any more. One of my first jobs was at a sandwich restaurant chain. When I was at the restaurant, elbow deep in cold cuts, I never noticed the smell. I never smelled it until I was home. … Continue reading Smells like Home

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Writing: Accepting an Invitation No One Sent

It's so easy not to do something. Don't want me to play with fire? Ta-da. I just didn't play with fire right then, so you're welcome. It's also easy not to work out, as proven by my low step-count totals for the past few days. Even more than avoiding something stupid or skipping the gym, … Continue reading Writing: Accepting an Invitation No One Sent