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I’m realizing the older I get, the more rest I require. I don’t mean sleep. (Though if I had my way, I’d be asleep until at least 9:00 a.m. every day.) I mean, time on the couch with a good book and a cat curled in my lap. Time to do nothing important or necessary. […]

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Premature Aging

During the last week of the semester, when the grading seemed insurmountable, I bought a bag of Epsom salts. They’re supposed to be good for soothing achy muscles and relieving stress. My back and neck were killing me (due to carrying large loads of portfolios and heavy literature books, and the aforementioned grading) and I […]

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I dug up some old journals the other evening and found a notebook I carried with me on my first trip to Congo. Reading it, I realized how much I’ve forgotten. The chicken that flew into our guesthouse room one morning. The plastic jar of Smucker’s grape jelly with Arabic writing on it. And how […]

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Late in the Game

Yesterday, I was in a crowded waiting room, trying to read Joan Didion’s Miami. I kept being distracted by the conversations around me, though, so I didn’t get very far into my book. A couple of middle-aged women cooed over a two-year-old girl with a sippy cup. They launched into a discussion about their kids […]

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