One More Thing About the Lights

On hometowns and non-nostalgia All my life, I’ve considered myself a highly nostalgic person, and certainly many others along the way have considered me so. Usually, they are being derisive about it. But I realized just recently that it isn’t actually true. I don’t actually do proper nostalgia at all. Nostalgia is the painful longing felt … Continue reading One More Thing About the Lights

One Last Beginning (Can You Feel the Crispness?)

It happened during a quick after-work drive through my hometown. It was the last hour of golden evening daylight. Townsend, where I grew up, is a very small and very average town. (Seriously, click the link.) It sits along the north-central edge of Massachusetts, and it’s one of the greatest places on Earth. I ended … Continue reading One Last Beginning (Can You Feel the Crispness?)