52 SONGS

...the letter killeth, but the spirit giveth life...

Monday, March 23, 2015

34. Something Else

The world's oceans appear to be slowing in their circulations.

We are hiring in my department at work and can't agree on a common vision of the future.

I'm struggling to finish a long-overdue writing project.

It's the end of the give-your-money-to-strangers'-non-profit-enterprises-in-hopes-they'll-choose-you-and-take-you-to-the-dance season.

I cannot speak for anyone else when I say the first sentence of this abstract largely describes my life. I hope, but am not sure, that the next three do not.

This is the mean stretch of Lent.

It's late. I'm going to bed.


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