Musings

Plastic report covers and vague spaces

I have these weird dreams like everything is the wrong size and somehow because the sizes don’t make sense, my whole world is wrong and I’m going to die. Or at least it feels that way until I wake up, drenched in sweat. These dreams usually preempt a cold, or happen when I’m trying to…

Musings

How I learned to stop worrying and love the bomb blog.

I’m normally not one for new years resolutions. I usually have my head so far down through the busy month of December that by the time the new year rolls around, I’m just happy to catch a breath before it starts all over again. Still, the new year happens to be a good time for…