Lost in the ether

Lost in the ether
Two weeks ago, I lost my coat. The event, arriving as it did amid various other stressors, was at once frustrating and galvanizing: Though I was angry—at myself, at the experience—I sat down that night and wrote a post about it. But where is that post? It hasn’t appeared, you say, and in fact the ...

I now know what I eat

My new year’s resolutions have the sticking power of a bandaid in the spray of a fire hose. But that’s fine. As I see it, the resolution tradition is only half about the aspiring—the other half being when you break that aspiration and pretend the dreaming never happened. And yet, per my new year’s resolution ...