Untangling from the stickiness of emotions
As I write this, my neighbour’s house is on fire, on a sunny afternoon, just outside my window, one street away. I saw the dark billows of smoke almost at the same time as I heard …
As I write this, my neighbour’s house is on fire, on a sunny afternoon, just outside my window, one street away. I saw the dark billows of smoke almost at the same time as I heard …