I step onto my 5th floor balcony and into a cheerful summer morning…my inner weather, however, serves something quite different.

I attend a bustling art fair and run into Grace, an acquaintance from long ago. During the 45 minutes we ‘hang out’ at the booth of a shared friend …

I feel trapped in a small, dark place of limited movement and choice. I think of the caterpillar inside and imagine its cry…

During mid-life I find myself prone to bouts of anxiety, particularly when facing stretches of time alone. Lacking career or educational goals …