Day Twenty-Two, in which we fall far, far short of our stated goal

The goal of yesterday was to 1) compile a dance mix consisting solely of favorite dance tunes submitted by those who responded to the following question: “Favorite dance tune? Weigh in please,” and then 2) dance the entire mix through without stopping. There were subsidiaries (not the right word, but I like it anyway) of … Continue reading Day Twenty-Two, in which we fall far, far short of our stated goal

Day 17: Camouflage

I had a friend, an old woman who lived nearby, who was born injured. Her hip was paralyzed. My friend was very small and when I hugged her I folded myself far, far down. She liked wearing leopard slacks around me because she knew I admired her leopard slacks. She lived her whole life injured. … Continue reading Day 17: Camouflage