What My Knee Knows About “I”
A fight tore the ligaments in my knee. More than eight years on, after surgery, I’m still asking if the angry I that alcohol built was worth defending.
A fight tore the ligaments in my knee. More than eight years on, after surgery, I’m still asking if the angry I that alcohol built was worth defending.
A crude pickup line reclaimed as laughter — and a clear look at Buddha’s teaching of anatta (non-self).