Flies Sitting at this here desk, a fly keeps buzzing around and occasionally lands on my slightly sweaty forehead - very occasionally. I have attempted to violently end its life, occasionally (very occasionally) with no success. With each attempt I have tried to harken back to the days of my lightening fast reflexes, but have [...]

There is something special about a swing. They feel like an old friend. You immediately start up where you left off regardless of time passed by. They understand your unique rhythm. They get you; you don’t have to explain a thing to them. They are perfectly happy with silence too. I built a little structure [...]