Rumplestiltskin vs. Dragonflies - Just Recharge
Taking a selfie with Frank Zappa "...I think I just want to sleep for a year or two to get my energy back," says my friend Earl. I totally get that. Since moving to Annandale, since divorcing, that's pretty much what I've been doing. It's more difficult than I thought, recharging, but I'm getting the hang of it. There are still bouts of anger and frustration over time wasted, and mourning over that which was lost and will probably be unrecoverable. I'm sure you know this one. Fresh starts aren't really fresh, and they aren't really starts, either - more like picking up a knitting project and trying to remember where you wanted to go with it. Remembering how to knit, even. Deciding that some of those dropped stitches can just stay dropped and unravel later, because I'm old and no longer care about the competition. Let there be holes in my armor. I don't believe anything can kill me any more. One of the books I'm currently n...