awake

“I feel really awake. I don’t recall ever feeling this awake. You know? Everything looks different now. You feel like that? You feel like you got something to live for now?” – Thelma Last week in Chicago, under the expanse of July dusk, in a folding seat at Millennium Park – Thelma and Louise. The… More awake

love personified

This afternoon I got to see In the Heights for a second time – the closing performance. Just two nights earlier, I’d seen the opening show. Three shows. That was all. But man, what an amazing three shows. Yes, my kids were in the show. It’s a parent thing, I know. I get it. I’m hardly… More love personified

teddy

When I think of the summer of ’86 – of all of those lovely trails and the endless stars at night, of being cozied into a down comforter in the middle of July – I remember with particular brightness this moment at Bracy’s Cove when the world stood in utter stillness and beauty, opening through words on a page into infinite possibility.… More teddy