Cold as a dry cube of ice sticking to my tongue, your eyes freeze me in suspended animation. Thank goodness we finally got to know each other.
“The only true voyage of discovery, the only fountain of Eternal Youth, would be not to visit strange lands but to possess other eyes, to behold the universe through the eyes of another, of a hundred others, to behold the hundred universes that each of them beholds, that each of them is. . . .” Marcel Proust, Remembrance of Things Past As resonant as Proust’s quote should seem to anyone seeking
Chapter One Friday, March 21 Squeezing through a thicket of ninth graders outside of Ms. Casey’s classroom, all Zera could hear was complaining about the biology test. Mike “Biggie” Lane, at his locker, was blocking the door, and as Zera drew closer she got a whiff of his cologne. Musk . . . and sweet jasmine. Not bad, but too strong — as usual! “Nice cologne, Biggie.” Biggie looked pleased.
There’s something to be said for picking up a hitchhiker. When the day is the right day, and the hitchhiker is the right person, you can witness something extraordinary. Since childhood, many of us have had fear instilled in us that such transients cannot be trusted, are up to no good, and should just find a job. However, all my fears proved insubstantial one sunny day in Denver when I
Hello USR members and guests, We hope you like our site upgrade and appreciate our recent postings. In Monday’s Perspective for Hire, Eric Stephenson’s “12,000 Days” points out that if you live to be 82 years old, “you have the equivalent of 12,000 days of free time to do as you like, assuming near-perfect health, and this number shrinks with each passing moment.” Lindsay Deen’s “Ten Reasons Why Chicken con Chipotle Will