When I was in sixth grade I skipped more than a month of school. I wasn’t sick, but I pretended to be. For weeks I would wake to the same song on the radio. Bruce Springsteen’s “Dancing in the Dark.” Even now, forty-one years later, hearing it makes me queasy.
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The Mother of Invention
It’s snowing outside as I type. Big, fluffy flakes descending rapidly from the sky. This morning it’s cold, cold enough for the snow to stick to the ground, leaving tracks as I make my way from backdoor to chicken coop. We’re a week shy of the official start of winter, but it’s frigid enough I have to bring the chickens’ waterer in each night or it freezes solid. Sometimes, I forget. Which is why our chicken waterer is now cracked.