#beingpresent

The Presence of Pain

I feel like falling today.   Off my bike as I career down a dusty mountain path, dry plants slapping me as I fly past.  Fearlessly fast.   Or off a skateboard down a long, winding pass.   (amazing the amount of trust we put in these flimsy constructs of metal, wood and rubber, transporting us […]

Present Perfect Tense

I’ve been thinking about the time when I used to lock my keys in my car at least once a week and not be able to find things I was “absolutely 100% certain” (in my imagination) that I had put in a particular place. I know that my mind at the time was definitely anywhere […]

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