About the Doors

What was that about one door closing, another opening?  Does it really work that way?  Does it?  I slammed that one door before.  Slamming doesn’t work too well.  It didn’t.  The door cracked open.  Whatever was to stay behind it, didn’t.  I had to go back, against that all, and close it again, this time mindfully and firmly.

Oh how hard that was.  No cracks, no air, no light.

I turned around to make the first step in that choking darkness.  There you stood, shining, strong, beautiful, beloved by many.   Continue reading “About the Doors”


Trite and Incorrect Interpretation

I’ve started reading “The Hero with a Thousand Faces” by Joseph Campbell.  Not sure I’d be able to finish it any time soon: while interesting, it’s pretty thick and the language is sentimentally antiquated.

In any case, I got through the first chapter in the prologue and was amused by this side note, Continue reading “Trite and Incorrect Interpretation”

Large Social Gatherings

There is something I dislike about being at large social gatherings. By “large” I mean more than two or three people.

I have blamed not liking those on noise, on my introversion, on this or that person. Others have brought up my dietary preferences and similar silliness.

What it is though, is that, even if dime large gatherings are rather nice, with a few executions, I feel terribly alone there.