If we could see our human lives charted on a graph, mine would look like busy ricrac clinging to a Peter Pan collar, unraveling loose in places and double stitched zigzag in others by someone who sews, well like me. I dislike hyperbolic statements such as, “this book changed my life” because change is constant regardless. Like many of you, the pandemic allowed me to slow down enough to see the change in bigger increments, observe and make decisions in a more conscious way by vision that was less blurred by life's whirling spectacle. Evidenced by that speed of life, I have not read any books for over a decade. It was the blessing of clients looking in the North end and a closed bridge resulting in untold hours on the road that allowed me to voraciously devour audiobooks like a starved kitten lapping full cream milk. These are a few of my nonfiction recommendations.