Haven Kimmel

On a recent afternoon, while waiting in a doctor’s office for the nurse to call my name, I had about 20 minutes on my hands. Instead of worrying about lab test results, I decided I would try to use my time more wisely, a big deal for someone like me, someone who could letter in fretting if there were ever such a sport. Instead of worrying, I attempted to clear my mind to see what might bubble up in the stillness.