Atonement
So much synchronicity lately: 1995, 2008…and the future. Seemed fitting to republish this today. Gearing up the edit slate for new posts in the weeks ahead. Stick around!
I got curious.
Not like “curious strange” (although you might think so), but curious like “I’m wondering about…” Always a positive sign of my mental health.
As I was wandering around the locker room where I work, I saw this (a framed St. Paul Pioneer Press article, below left), dated Sunday, Sept. 24, 1995.
Hmmm, I thought. Bet I have an entry from the 1995 journal on that date.
Noting to check it when I got home, I meanwhile tried imagining what I did that day, given the year and season.
In 1995 I was living in a one-bedroom apartment in St. Paul’s Merriam Park, not far from where I am now. I recall I’d had a tough time there by June ’95, three years into freelancing and struggling to get by.
My Sunday ritual then was breakfast, coffee, and a newspaper at home. When I found the entry dated…
View original post 1,311 more words
