Getting My Hands Dirty

I’m temporarily engaged in manual labor. It’s an interesting return. My delicate fingers are getting filthy with soil.

Maybe they aren’t quite so delicate, after all. But I have been getting some nice landscaping done, even as the freezing winds of Granada Hills blow straight up the back of my shirt and make me [...]

Sick Day, Sort Of

I saw through a fog most of the day. There was nausea, but it seemed as if it was inside my head more than my stomach. I’m not sure what caused it. The problem is, when you work for yourself (or are unemployed; sometimes the essence of both is the same, except if you’re collecting [...]