It never ceases to amaze me how much the sense of smell is tied in with memory.  We have an intern here who, lately, has been going a bit heavy on the floral perfumes.  At the time she walked in today the CEO’s assistant was making a fresh pot of coffee for a board meeting.  The combination of the two reminded me of all the times spent in my ( Read more... )

It occurred to me today that I can visit a man who has been dead for 2,400 years every day, and that while I may not visit every day, I certainly visit often; yet I can't find the time to visit my grandmother's grave. Granted she only died a month ago, but I have yet to visit her grave. Cemeteries close at dusk so I can't go when I get home from ( Read more... )

Sometimes the people in this world make me just want to burn it to the ground ( Read more... )