I have a cat.Pretty neurotic.Just like my other cats.Just like me. Frisky and guarded.Wary.Not knowing entirely what is to come.Not being entirely ok with that.Craves affection.Pushes away. Ambiguous about people.This tiny little place his jungle.Entirely.And you intrude.He wants to be attended.He wants to be alone. Go figure.

The Vote

I haven’t spent much time bloviating about the election this year, but that doesn’t mean I’m not interested. Early every morning, just after sitting and reading a few Buddhist texts, the next thing I do is look up the polls and the best political analysis I can find (usually on the Washington Post app or RealClearPolitics. I check […]