Let’s say his name is Pepe el Perrin Prestao (an imaginary person), and oh my he’s good. 100 Euros for half an hour! 150 Euros for an hour! The dogs are black-marketed from apartment to apartment. Humans are happy. Hounds, even more so; they get to sniff out the neighborhood all day long, eye the squirrels, and mark every tree as they go.
2009 Tucson, Arizona A short story by Dr. Kim The ground is covered with stones. Our host is squatted down, touching each stone passively then rearranging them according to color. He’s engaged mindfully. It’s an impressive coping skill. Even a psychiatrist has to admit that. (The psychiatrist is me, by the way, though I never […]
The part of the brain below the tentorium handles the basics, like breathing. It’s not the interesting part. Forget about it.