A blog worth visiting ...

Don't know the person, just tracking back on someone who looked in on my generally angry work, and was calmed and charmed... it's called:

The Animal Sola Can't Find Her Keys, Baby


Here's a taste, first paragraph, from the most recent post:

I’m walking crosstown, through Times Square, and T is on the line telling me a story. A while ago, he worked in a bookstore and an old man died on him while he was trying to help him find a book on Buddhism. The passing of this man in T’s presence brought him a renewed sense that life was too short to not be doing what he wanted to be doing, and it also left him with a book on Buddhism – a book which, oddly enough, addressed death and the earthly plane within the first few pages.


I put a permanent link to it down the right-hand column

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