Sep 09, 2024 - Sep 15, 2024
BACK IN THE DAY, I was always going somewhere. Going to work, going to the store, going to the beach. It was always a readily identifiable, physical place. That’s the normal way of life. But we age, and once I actually, officially became old (whenever the hell that was), I wasn’t going anyplace anymore. My destination, as Marcel Proust wrote, was “no longer a place, rather a new way ...