She’s back home. Or is it still her home? She remembers: home is where the books are. Home is where her boys are. Home is where her cats are. But then again, this place is home as well. With no books, no boys, no cats. Still home. Sort of. The idea of home had split […]
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The other day I went down town to give my support to the protests known as “Occupy LA”. The first thing that caught my eye from the distance was a huge banner with the words: “Emperor Has No Clothes”. When I approached the colorful, lively tents that had bravely sprung between the huge, ominous, grey
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By an anonymous observerObservation #1 She spent the summer hibernating. Didn’t write. Even opening the computer seemed like a huge and unnecessary effort. What is her problem? Why is communication with the world becoming such a thorny issue? While the whole world is madly communicating, making connections, networking and schmoozing, the only thing she wants