Things I’ll miss about DC, part 1

I really should have cynically put the dead bird in a bag and thrown it in the trash bin. Now I can’t stop looking at the spot where I buried it, thinking about it, wondering about it, sad about it. It’s  [more...]

I don’t know if it is because of my recent wistfulness about Thomas, weird dreams about old friends, or the coming of Christmas; but I’ve been in a mood lately to rekindle old friendships — or at  [more...]

Back when I owned my little townhouse condo in Arlington — oh, so long ago… nine months ago — I would lie awake in bed looking around the room. I would think to myself, I own this. I am not renting, it  [more...]