Things I must forget, and remember

I used to think I could see microbes, little critters floating in front of my eyes, invisible to everyone else. Later, I learnt that it was light, in the absence of light. A trick, a change in pressure, a flash.  This is how I feel … Continue reading Things I must forget, and remember


Reading and writing

I wanted to write. Typing out four hundred word missives and clicking Publish made me feel mildly productive and vaguely righteous. I am writing, preparing to write, thinking about writing, reading so I can write. It helped me feel better about the hours I couldn't … Continue reading Reading and writing