Entering with roses. Hello, 2015.

On New Year’s Eve, just as it was beginning to get dark, I had two sudden realizations. One was that I did not in fact want to go out dancing. I love west coast swing with an intensity I don’t even know how to describe, and I’ve missed eight weeks of...

Perfect Simple Solutions.

The perfect simple solution is a phrase I have borrowed from Hiro. This phrase is actually a sort of perfect simple solution itself, in that it elegantly sums up its own magic in its name. A perfect simple solution is perfect because of its simplicity. The unexpected,...

There’s time.

Five in the morning, again. There was a period of oh, at least five years, when every New Year’s Day found me at five in the morning sitting at a certain table in the corner of a certain bar in Tel Aviv. Two of those years I’d spent New Year’s Eve...
The Fluent Self