I have felt fractured, broken, the last few days. I was fine getting through almost five weeks of "social distancing". I was doing my part and felt proud of myself. And then things shifted as people without masks nearby were protesting the COVID-19 stay-at-home policy. I felt violated and wondered if all my time alone …
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Finding Joy in Small Spaces
My epiphany came on a winter day when I was feeling sorry for myself. I call those kinds of days "fat slug days" because during the cold weather, I slowly slither along in my sun-deprived paleness, lugging around extra pounds from eating too much comfort food. On that particular day, I focused on the aging …
The Autonomous Traveler 