Beginner’s misfortune

Look, today has been a Tuesday you couldn’t fix no matter what, and on Thursday I said I would make it a good one. I do this a lot. I plan things out in my mind and I will them to live up to expectations. Today was different, though, today I know where I went wrong and why Tuesday crumbled.

It started, I suppose, with the real mistake being the fact I spent the weekend packing for our journey, when I should have been reading Emilia Galotti, act 3, past its second scene.  Continue reading

On loss and lychees

One of the things I’ve made mine, in the 22 years I’ve inhabited this planet, has been my love of all things cold.  I won’t drink water unless it’s absolutely freezing, I keep every fruit I own in the fridge – yes, bananas and avocados, too – and I love nothing more than a sudden spray of cold water when I am in the shower (I have the feeling this is connected to an article I read years ago about it being good for you circulation: it isn’t).

My taste for coldness extends to my environments. Continue reading