• The headache of an essay

    Many years ago I began to wonder if I’d enjoy being a therapist, and whether I’d be any good at it. Psychology and healing always interested me, but so did many other things, and I was allergic to the idea of professionalism. I decided I wouldn’t enjoy it, and would rather have a job that…

  • Get out of the sand

    The botanical garden that I work at received a sizable delivery of mushroom compost from Tampa this week. Despite what people may assume about a 250-acre nature sanctuary, we don’t seem to ever have enough dirt. A hydraulic dump truck bustled into the sparsely wooded area where the garden keeps miscellaneous piles of natural materials.…