Upside-Down
When we are happy, we almost instantly ask ourselves if we shouldn’t be worried about something, but when miserable, we rarely recall what might merit our joy. It’s a bias in our nature that would be better reversed.
Okay, so this sounds like an improbable first blog, but these events occurred just like this and just this night, which is not like other nights, which is a little lonely and a little haunted and on which I am launching my web site. Tonight, Eurydice–apple of my eye, 6-year-old …