There is a phobia or syndrome whose name I’ve forgotten, in which anxiety is centered in the dread of a human structure collapsing. When looking at a bridge for example, or a tall building, the … [Read more...]
Time In-Between
Well here we are, Nature’s in-between, as when the clothes are picked up off the floor but the bed still isn’t made. It snowed last night but more than a few trees are clutching their pale yellow … [Read more...]