Something big related to my work was in the news right before thanksgiving 2015. I successfully shifted every conversation people wanted to have with me about it into a conversation about the first season of Jessica Jones, which had recently dropped. By “successfully,” I mean people eventually got annoyed and stopped talking to me. Which I took as a win.
Something big related to my work was in the news right before thanksgiving 2015. I successfully shifted every conversation people wanted to have with me about it into a conversation about the first season of Jessica Jones, which had recently dropped. By “successfully,” I mean people eventually got annoyed and stopped talking to me. Which I took as a win.
And I got to talk about a show I loved!
I will go here in my mind:
The Peace of Wild Things
BY Wendell Berry
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
That's a good reason to get a dog.