Thoughts and actions of one who is trying to extricate herself from the "entrails of the intellect" and to live authentically, continually putting on and peeling off, as befits our natural selves (though living in a mostly unnatural culture)
Thursday, March 1, 2012
A Crack in the Window
First, the Mother opens the proferred box of chocolates, distracted. . .
as the daughter works to clear away piles of stuff. . .