The southern part of New Jersey is a marshland - salt marshes full of life, mixed in with the highways and concrete and suburban spaces that are the world we see. The marshes are what we don't see. The things that pass by your window as you drive, the areas you can't touch or don't … Continue reading The After
Tag: midlife
Stepping out of my burrow
So I'm in my late 30s. This is an age that I think a lot of people dread, because 40 marks the beginning of middle age, the no-good, very bad slump that follows young(er) adulthood where we're all suddenly used-up malcontents who are either beaten down by life or on the verge of launching headfirst into … Continue reading Stepping out of my burrow
Mental Wanderings: Art, Nature, Life 