I woke with the dog scratching at my door, as usual. Her needs first, then my own. Even before coffee. Rather like kids – their needs first. Those needs are initially physical, and also emotional. Needs that evolve. Becoming more affective, more instructive, more logistical. By the time we’re dealing with adolescence, things have shifted […]
Coffee. Pasta. Oh Christ, another day.
The coffee’s hot. Black. Strong. My drug of choice. FLASHBACK: I used to joke “I like my coffee the way I like my men – hot, black, and strong.” But that was before the age of political correctness. Before the 80s. My permed hair. Shoulder pads. Pumps with toe cleavage. By the early 90s I […]