June 21, 2018

My namesake came to visit a couple of weeks ago in the form of a feathered friend. He flew into my dining room window, opening his wings wide as he hit the glass over and over, finally giving up and flying away. But a few days later I was relaxing on my porch and again...

June 5, 2018

Pulling into my driveway I often think of Pavlov's dog as I feel the urge to race into the house. But instead of the stimulus being a bell and the reward food, my stimulus is the house itself and my reward the bathroom. I have to stop, take some breaths and not respond...

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