I took advantage of the pause, “So you are the landlord and––” She cut me off. “Of course I’m the landlord, don’t you get it? She’s the monster. I’ve done everything right! She’s the one who caused this, all of this. She’s in the wrong! I’m out tens of thousands. Make her pay!”
Mediation Musings: June Freedom
Honeysuckle scent, sleeping late, warm days with no schedule, corn on the cob, fireflies. These describe my childhood memories of June freedom. I grew up in the Northeast of the United States, where the summer season was eagerly awaited throughout the cold and dank months. June freedom meant our lives were free and easy.


