It’s playing on the radio in the car this afternoon. I’ve taught my kid how to do the “bah bah bah” response part with the chorus, and she cheerfully does … Continue reading Sweet Caroline.
It’s playing on the radio in the car this afternoon. I’ve taught my kid how to do the “bah bah bah” response part with the chorus, and she cheerfully does … Continue reading Sweet Caroline.
My father died 15 years ago. I was 18. I am in contact with exceedingly few people these days who knew him. Even then, that contact is sparse (no judgment, … Continue reading Happy and haunted.
I’m a living ghost story. Or at least that’s how it feels sometimes. I’m not entirely sure how to pinpoint exactly when it happened. I used to think I knew. … Continue reading Ghost story.