Saturday afternoon at the resort By late morning, the resort had fully shifted into weekend mode. People moved between the campground, rooms, pool, and café carrying towels, drinks, folding chairs, sunscreen, and whatever else they’d packed for the day. Music drifted across the property from somewhere near the pool while groups stopped to talk in…
Earlier this week I walked out of the house to drive my wife to work without wearing pants. Not metaphorically. Literally. I grabbed my keys, put on a shirt, slipped on my shoes, and headed for the car the way I normally move around the house. No pants. No hesitation. My body wasn’t confused. My…
Most people learned to belong on autopilot. I had to do it manually. This morning I was sitting in my local coffee shop doing something I’ve done for most of my life — watching people. Not in a creepy way. More like quiet research. How people greet each other. How conversations start. When someone laughs….