Trying to put together furniture from Ikea reduced me to tears, and then something unexpected and ultimately transforming happened.
Read More...The time I wrote about “the unbearable lightness of lightness,” unpeeling and yet still hiding the real me.
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In which I recall being an insufferable know-it-all about one of my favorite singer-songwriters. A story with a plot twist you’ll no doubt figure out!
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There’s nothing like listening to “September Fifteenth” and remembering being on the road to becoming me — in the driver’s seat, not a passenger.
Read More...What would it be like to go to the moon, then leave it? I’ve thought about that a lot, especially in the past few days amid the 50th anniversary of Apollo 11.
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What does Elton John’s “Sacrifice” have to do with driving on the hilly streets of San Francisco? Nothing, really, but in one vivid memory, everything.
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“Leave No Trace” is the best movie I’ve seen in months and belies its title by leaving a substantial part of itself with the viewer.
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I was midway through a nearly three-hour drive after midnight. It was raining. At least one other person who was still awake noticed: the DJ at the radio station I picked up at some point after crossing into Texas.
Read More...For me, December can’t happen without my hearing certain music. One such piece is Charles Brown’s “Please Come Home for Christmas.”
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