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Epic the Musical is all the rage with the 14 year old in my house. In the last part, The Ithaca Saga, Odysseus kills 108 men in his palace, and all my old brain wants to know is "who had to clean up all that blood?"

Kevin Burkhart (announcing my grocery store trip): There's the milk, there's some bread, and wow, he's going for the ice cream! Tom Brady: The supermarket is a place where fresh and pre-packaged food is sold for consumption by humans.

Proper haiku is the lembas of poetry

Credit: Trent Sizemore Photography

We're not ghosting you or flighty or lazy or irresponsible, we just can't do what seems to be a simple thing to you (send an email, return a text, show up), because our heads have made it impossible. Our inconsistency is not a choice, it is a symptom. johnpavlovitz.substack.com/p/what-those...

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My Person of the Year is every election worker who risked their sanity (and safety) so democracy could keep limping along.

Darkness blankets you the stars stare into the sea I weep on the beach

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Difficult questions like "Do I mind my own business and let people live their own lives in peace or do I facilitate little kids getting murdered?" really keep me up at night.

Anyone else lie in bed and suddenly remember "in out side side on in out"? Just me?

Fading Just before I fall asleep mid-conversation in my chair, I say "I'm fading" an admission of guilt, a weakness, failure to stand the test. Peeling wallpaper, old photographs, sun-bleached barns and me.

It is possible that the music of Dar Williams and that of Paula Cole elucidate the difference between depression and angst.

I am tired too... how abou you?

Her hand relaxes Into Kanagawa's wave I struggle to sleep