Today, as I’m moving toward the end of this writing challenge, I have nothing. Black-eyed susans As I considered what to write, I felt the pressure of “Oh god, I have to make this good and interesting for the reader.” My next thought was, “No, I don’t. I started this for me, to write whatever, …
Day #14: What my hometown could be
I went to the dermatologist this morning (all good, thank God), and this picture was hanging in my exam room. First the colors caught my eye, and then the lampposts. It reminded me of a cleaner, more cared-for version of our own historical downtown. Uncanny really. Since I moved here 14 and a half years …

