My dad is 77 and hardly ever stops moving. Here we were tearing down an old shed and once again I couldn’t keep him off the ladder.

Why yes I did leave the house wearing two different shoes this morning. Why do you ask?

So, how many suspiciously empty towns is William going to just wander into this season?

I was worried that my turntable was broken when I first put on my new Clipse record from VinylMePlease but turns out it was pressed at 45 RPM instead of 33 1/3. Whew. Also, good record.

I am no longer taking my phone and AirPods with me when out walking. No Audible. No podcasts. No music. It’s an attempt to stop piping other people’s thoughts into my brain all day, every day.

After listening to Sam Harris: “Meditation for Fidgety Skeptics: A Conversation with Dan Harris,” I may need to give the meditation thing another go. One of these times it’ll stick!