We’re doing all the things you are NOT supposed to do before the end of daylight savings time – that blessed day once a year when you spin the clock hands forward an hour and the cruelty of that early morning alarm becomes even more painful. M and E are out late together, and F…
Author: thirdstoryies
saturday (reading)
There was a time (not long ago, hanging head) when I barely read at all. There was a time before that that I read all the time, starting long before kindergarten and stretching through the years into adulthood. I read so much that I got in trouble for it. Frequently. I read by the sliver…
saturday (love letters)
My parents found a stack of poems in my grandfather’s things. They slid them into a manila envelope and brought them to me on one of their visits. I looked through them at the time, in more detail later, and then tucked them into a drawer in my room. I few weekends ago, on a…