July 27, 2020
“You’ve met plenty of people and heard a great deal about us, what do you think you’d like your first 90 days to be like?” And she had. She’d been through fifteen or sixteen interviews.
July 23, 2020
The sun rises and the sun sets; panting, it returns to its place where it rises. Gusting to the south, turning to the north, turning, turning, goes the wind, and the wind returns in its cycles. All the streams flow to the sea, yet the sea is never full. The streams are flowing to the place, and they flow there again.
July 16, 2020
“Absolute futility,” says the Teacher. “Absolute futility. Everything is futile.” What does a man gain for all his efforts that he labors at under the sun? A generation goes and a generation comes, but the earth remains forever.