Time, Mr. Jagger, is not always on my side. She is, in fact, a fickle friend who, like rainfall or banking institutions, gives when you don’t need and takes back when you don’t have. She reaches out to you during those long, glorious days of childhood, when the chasm between now and whenever is measureable only in sleeps, cursing your … Read More
Street pedallers
Deadlines and I are good friends. So chummy are we, in fact, that I always let them creep really close before tackling the task in hand. Tests, essays, and, you can probably tell, blog posts: the material is never addressed until a due date looms large, and do finally wins out over die. I just seem to function better beneath … Read More