Push, pull, bend, stretch, crouch, carry, crawl. Upstairs, light filters in and the peace is something you can almost hold in your hand were it not already grasping three plastic-coated hardbacks in a basketball grip or piano finger stretch as you skim the romance section L’s. Lauren, Laurens, Laurent. Lace and Leather, Last Chance, Let…
Tag: fatigue
Comorbid
I can’t believe it’s been such a long time since I’ve written anything here. I feel ashamed, as though I’ve let my readers, and myself, down. I am ALWAYS letting people down: daughters, spouse, extended family, friends, colleagues, supporters. And now there might be another reason for that to happen, even more often. A few…
