My cubicle is on the building’s sixth floor. The building is glass. Blue glass. Windows run from floor to ceiling. At a guess, I’m sixty-five, maybe seventy feet off the ground. Could be a little higher; the ground floor isn’t quite level with the ground. Birds fly by. Clouds look amazing from up here. IContinue reading “On the View From the Sixth Floor”
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On a Stuffy Nose
Yesterday evening, on my way out the door to go to an inventory in Smithfield, a bee stung me in the knee. I couldn't get the stinger out, though I could feel it, and as I was already running late — I meant to be there at 7:30, but didn't get out the door untilContinue reading “On a Stuffy Nose”