
The Last Hurrah of Summer
Summer stretches on.
Stories, musings, and occasional jokes at my own expense
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Summer stretches on.

Exploring the strange bursts of energy and illness that define my grief

The air is laden with a golden haze of summer dust that smells like home.

What does the ideal life look like to you?
This has been, shall we say, not the greatest week for me.

Dear Reader,

Esta pointed out to me recently that despite the chaos of my life, the Lord, in His mercy, has blessed me with teeth that don’t get cavities and a reliable car.

My life of late has not been particularly interesting, at least from a storytelling perspective.

I’m very content being Anglican, and I have no plans to ever be Mennonite again.

Do you have a debilitating fear of mundanity?

Save money. Be happier. Resist the Machine.