Our life is our best teacher. My wish is that we all become better learners.
A funny thing happened on the way to work.I had fond memories of Georgia, and found myself looking forward (finally) to the move.
It’s sad really, and ultimately dangerous. A loveless society can only create more of the same, no?
I don’t know if you know this, but moving simply isn’t that much fun. There’s stuff to do. Boxes to tape and label. Items to donate. I can’t say it brings me great joy.