Glory of a New Morning
This morning I pulled out a fat file labelled "Essays and Story Ideas" to look for some notes I'm pretty sure only existed on a hard drive and were lost when that drive was dropped on a concrete floor. Sure enough, those notes were not in the file because I never printed out the document. But I did run across a long-forgotten scrap of paper -- its yellowed edges evincing it originated decades ago during my New York City days -- with this scrawled on it: I wish I was somewhere