Archive for March, 1998

In the Dark Everything Seems So Simple

The stoop is cold. The air is crisp. There’s a dampness hugging the soggy grass and littering clumps of pine needles and spanish moss as reminders of this weekend’s thunderous storms. Dawn is arriving. The light is revealing a fast moving floe of sooty cotton in the sky that was hidden in the pristine blackness. [...]

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Two Different Worlds

Good morning. I was driving down to Jacksonville yesterday during a warm, torrential El Nino storm, listening to an “oldies” radio station. Over the speakers drifted the crooning “Two different worlds. We live in two different worlds….” It got me thinking about the juxaposition between the reactions to my last Random Thought, “The Unknown Olympian.” [...]

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