Factory Reset

Life after sabbatical: aka, “old life” or “real life”


Is the paperboy dead? Here is one part of my life which is being carried out to sea by history. In the early 80s, I made a couple thousand dollars delivering newspapers. It taught me to set my alarm, be… Read More ›


We got over nine inches of rain in November here. Today, at 3:30 p.m. the sun was just two fingers away from the horizon. On the ride in this morning, NPR ran a story about a 15 year-old girl who… Read More ›


I got a comment on one of my posts this week from a guy in Texas. It made me realize I need to be comfortable with strangers reading about my life. But then it dawned on me, that’s the whole… Read More ›