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Fog and pod rhyme
Sid wakes up around 6 AM, and Stacy and I trade off mornings with him. I hesitate to describe these solo mornings as difficult or boring because it’s not Sid who makes them so. At 42, I am re-learning how to be stimulated, and satisfied when not working. This feels especially daunting in the dusk and dawn parts of parenting. So, I’ve started listening to podcasts, and audio books while Sid works on his fine motor skills. Don’t come for me!
Here are some recent favourites:
Bone Valley. This story burrows into the intersection of the legal/penal/political quagmire of american justice. It is a modern tragedy because it is not unique, and what made me queasy and outraged was knowing that there are thousands of other cases just like it that will go unheard.
Root of Evil. Part of me wanted to not like this, but, I couldn’t stop listening. My jaw was on the floor.
All There Is. I found this extremely moving.
The Coldest Case in Laramie. A really fascinating story, primarily because of how it peels back our understanding of memory.