Dance while we can

Yes, guilty, are happy. Today, lost none of our number. All still here. Will not be here forever. But all here now.

~ George Saunders, from The Moron Factory

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This short story is written in a style that feels like text messaging. However, do not let that make you miss reading it.

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I write here most days — reflections, quotes, and working with the garage door up. This is one of more than 5,000 posts. Wander to another →

If you like the way I think, you might like what I’m reading. Every so often I send out 7 for Sunday — seven things I’ve savored, about five minutes, whenever they’re ready. No hooks, no nonsense. Read a recent issue →