By Christine Norman
I spend a lot of time alone in my car, checking on parents a four-hour drive away, then continuing along a series of backroads to tend to a vegetable garden on an old family farm. Driving—one of those in-between spaces—does something to my normally lucid thought processes: they become untethered, and I find myself latching to anxieties old and new, swirling, increasing in intensity, as the miles go on.
At such times, I must have a distraction. I recently came across ...
Published on December 08, 2023 04:00