. . .I didn’t feel sad about my son having to fly back to Southern California today until about an hour after I got back home from the airport. Little things irk me. The dogs. The general questions about what to have for dinner. My wife’s questions about a mysterious charge to our bank accountContinue reading “On the Ninth Day of 2025. . .”
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On the Sixth Day of 2025. . .
. . .I was on that meditation cushion at 7:45, not out of some overzealous enthusiasm for an early start, but because I had a Telehealth appointment at 8:30. My doctor has covid, so the in-person appointment was moved to the computer. He seemed healthy, his usual self, in the zoom meeting, but the protocolContinue reading “On the Sixth Day of 2025. . .”