Sweat poured off of me faster than I could wipe it away. But still I sat, for an hour, in the 127 degree sauna. I purposely didn’t take anything in to entertain myself. No magazine, no phone, no music. Just myself and the heat and the silence.Read More
I am craving silence.
I hear the sound of the ceiling fan, cicadas outside, a school bus passing. TVs with incessant, manufactured drama, treadmills, cash registers, politicians. The needs and desires of my husband, my child, my friends, and even strangers.
I am overwhelmed.Read More