The Sound of Organization

I stood in front of the pantry. I exhaled through the sides of my mouth and shifted cans and boxes around, searching for dinner options. I discovered forgotten inventory and added “organize kitchen cabinets” to my mental to-do list. Meanwhile, Stockton decided to finish sanding and painting our dining room. No small job when plaster…

Where Things Go to Die

It’s free, but you have to haul your own. Cars and trucks wait in line with engines idling, burning gas away like the wasteful Americans we are. There’s a distinct smell to the air, a decay. In this place, it’s all endings. Or I suppose new beginnings. It depends on how you look at it….