The Grief of Giving Up

A sheathed kung-fu practice sword, with neckties tied to the hilt and googly eyes pasted all over the scabbard

In early 2019, I woke up in the middle of the night and had this exact thought: “I could learn kung fu.” I have never identified myself as an active person, though I’ve had many eras of my adult life where I was one. I had severe knee problems when …

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