Ordinary Things

A story by Kurt Vonnegut has been making the rounds again lately.

There are few places in modern life where a person is encouraged to say something with confidence before every question has been resolved.

A week can acquire a shape without our noticing it.

Some mistakes end long before we stop living inside them.

There are ways to make a life safer.

Some things feel difficult because they are difficult.

Some words become harder to hear because we know them so well.

Childhood summers seemed enormous.

Every worthwhile pursuit eventually reaches a point where progress becomes difficult to recognize.

There is something strangely final about the way we talk about age.