The morning finds me adrift on a sea of Walgreen's sleep remedy - and how can I find myself?  I seem to have gone somewhere rather frightening.  And is the fact that I have gone there frightening, or the place itself frightening?  Both, I suspect.  The trick being to rebut the former and soothe the latter.  It's okay.  Being afraid is okay.And what are we talking about?  The 3 AM wake-up call, basically.  The body's announcement that it's time for terror.  Read more [...]

It is all, all of it, in the old things.  Even the small ones.  Such as the moment, this very morning, when I perched one leg high on the back of the living room sofa, allowed myself to drift into a slight stupor, and got in touch with - as we say in California - my inner cruciform vegetables.  That is to say, the broccoli and the cauliflower, both purchased eight days ago at the Menlo Park farmer's market, and residing, not to mention hidden, in the bottom of my fridge.  They Read more [...]