The Kinetics of Solace
The rush, the motion, the immediacy of work salves the soul
Harlequin the Cat wasn’t even out of the crematory before I had to start my journey back to Kansas City to prepare for a pop-up dinner I’d scheduled for two days’ hence. I was exhausted, but canceling it wasn’t an option. I needed to keep busy.
Tasks and movement, mundane or no, keep grief at bay. Stay busy, keep going, focus on the six inches in front …