The narrative shifts, and the recovery and return to normal begin. Now the Karen’s will want us to forgive, forget and come together. I. Will. Not.
Author: <span>Andrew</span>
We’re in the midst of an absolutely stunning narrative shift. Where did it come from, when, and why?
I may just have a little life left in the old body, after all. My recovery from yesterday’s 2-1/2 hours of shoveling and skating with the boys did not turn out at all as expected.
It’s Canada, it’s winter, and it’s cold. That means…pond hockey. True pond hockey, that is, and I took the boys skating on the pond.
I’ve got problems, and I’m a work in progress. Fortunately the solutions to many of my problems are actually similar, if not the same.