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Leaving Too Soon
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It All Comes Out In the Wash
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Humor, Memoir, Relationships, Childhood
Humor, Absurdist, Memoir, New York
Kicking Dandelions
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Humor, Absurdist, Memoir, New York
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Pedaling Toward the Sun
Grief, Memoir, Darkness, Family
Grief, Memoir, Darkness, Family
Memoir, Wandering, Identity, New York
The Difference Between Wandering and Being Lost
Memoir, Wandering, Identity, New York
Memoir, Wandering, Identity, New York
Memoir, Family, Grief, Childhood
Pink House
Memoir, Family, Grief, Childhood
Memoir, Family, Grief, Childhood
Grief, Memoir, Family, Loss
The Worst Moments of My Life Were a Gift
Grief, Memoir, Family, Loss
Grief, Memoir, Family, Loss
Memoir, Relationships, Boundaries, Family
A Modicum of Effort
Memoir, Relationships, Boundaries, Family
Memoir, Relationships, Boundaries, Family
Humor, Absurdist, Memoir, Friendship
A Panoply of Randomness
Humor, Absurdist, Memoir, Friendship
Humor, Absurdist, Memoir, Friendship
Humor, Memoir, Identity, Childhood
The Stories We Tell Ourselves
Humor, Memoir, Identity, Childhood
Humor, Memoir, Identity, Childhood
Memoir, Relationships, Identity, Business
Boundaries
Memoir, Relationships, Identity, Business
Memoir, Relationships, Identity, Business
Memoir, Technology, Identity, Connection
Disconnected People
Memoir, Technology, Identity, Connection
Memoir, Technology, Identity, Connection
Humor, Memoir, Identity, Childhood
What’s In a Name
Humor, Memoir, Identity, Childhood
Humor, Memoir, Identity, Childhood
Memoir, Nostalgia, Family, Childhood
Summer
Memoir, Nostalgia, Family, Childhood
Memoir, Nostalgia, Family, Childhood
Humor, Absurdist, Memoir, Aging
Carrying a Heavy Sack Across the Desert
Humor, Absurdist, Memoir, Aging
Humor, Absurdist, Memoir, Aging
Humor, Absurdist, Memoir, Writing
Dump Truck
Humor, Absurdist, Memoir, Writing
Humor, Absurdist, Memoir, Writing
Carrying a Heavy Sack Across the Desert
Essays Jonathan Greene Essays Jonathan Greene

Carrying a Heavy Sack Across the Desert

If I were carrying a heavy sack across the desert, I would probably lay it down somewhere and try to rest. I am 55 now, and I don’t have the physical fortitude that I used to. I’m someone’s aging dad who can pass for 42, with a body that feels like 61. Some mornings, I wake up feeling like a million bucks. Other mornings, I consult my Health chat to make sure I’m not dying. We are all dying.

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