The Seatbelt Beeping Alert

My car often forgets that I exist. Every minute or so, usually. I am reminded exactly when my existence ceases to register with the ’93 Mazda 323 by a bright red light on the control panel and an annoying series of beeps. The infernal racket of the seatbelt beeping alert. Depending on just how long […]

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On Being Lost

I am lost wherever I go. Perpetually lost. I never have any clue where I’m going. Ever. But I guess it goes beyond not knowing where I’m going, but I have to go a bit deeper and admit that I really never even know where I am. It hasn’t been until quite recently that I’m […]

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