Every morning, in front of the bathroom mirror, I watch myself brush my teeth. I don’t know why. My mind wanders, it plans the day, it contemplates issues. But this morning I had an odd thought.
The person looking back at ...
What’s your name?
An easy enough question we’ve been asked countless times. For most, there’s an automatic answer.
Not for me.
I look around. Remind myself who I’m with. And then I answer.
Sounds duplicitous, doesn’t it?
I’m not a double agent. The truth is ...