Reflections from the Kahwa Coffee Shop – Page 8

Unplug and Reboot

Last night My Life’s Editor and I settled into our couch in our TV room to watch Mr. Djokovic play Mr. Zverev in the US Open semi-final.

We admit the sight of a giant pool float hanging off the side of the A220 was not reassuring.

I backed My Life’s Editor’s molten orange CRV into a post yesterday in St. Augustine.

Five years ago, My Life’s Editor and I unloaded half our books and all our brown furniture.

In my youth and early adulthood, I mentally walled off my cherished noble south from slavery and racism.