seasonal slow down

I am slowing down. Or better, “Since returning to Kansas, I have flopped, zigged and not zagged, loafed, and nurtured my inner sloth.” As a rule, instead of hunkering down in crisis, I’ve always accelerated leaving a lifetime of attempts to outrun, outwork, and outserve the reality of grief and violence. The nobility of “work” is a nice hide-a-way … More seasonal slow down