by Yule Heibel

There will be snow. Later this morning it will start. It’s going to mix with rain as the temperature, currently still cold and not just a bit uncomfortable, climbs. Wintry mix, they call it. But you could also call it messy. An atmospheric mirroring of the confusing and confounding forces that rule the earth, the […]

These are – or will be – mid-morning pages: I walked with W. to the station, then came home and settled in with coffee and a long perusal of Twitter, obsessively searching for updates on yesterday’s attack in Berlin. Eventually I also phoned I. – she had called me yesterday afternoon around 1pm, and at […]

I didn’t get to it in yesterday’s pages, but another mordant insight from McBride’s book is that the narcissistic mother is envious of the daughter. This certainly applied in myriad ways at home, and might actually explain why my mother actively thwarted any attempts on my part to have my life be enriched in any […]

There was an uncomfortable sounding storm raging all night, disturbing sleep. Now, this morning, even at eight, it’s only 3ºF and according to my weather app it “feels like” -8ºF. We’re talking Fahrenheit… It’s too cold to snow (that’s supposed to hit us tomorrow, when it “warms up”), but the roads appear white, a kind […]