It’s finally fall in Central Texas. Months of relentless heat have finally begun to lift. There’s a palpable lightness to the atmosphere, to people’s demeanors, to the world around us. Things have finally begun to change. I’ve spent most of my life in the Central and...
Lately I’ve been wrestling with a low level feeling of despair. It’s not the kind of crippling depression where you can’t get anything done; it’s more of a low-level background hum that never quite goes away, like a cough that you just can’t seem to shake. I think it...
Like so many of us, I’ve been thinking a lot about the shooting that occurred just a few days ago. Once again we all find ourselves in a numb confusion. Like a pack of circling vultures, the familiar rhythms of questions we know all too well begin again: why...
