Yesterday we walked along the beach clad in tall rain boots, jeans, and raincoats. The clouds above were dark and fluffy. Thinning out in spots to reveal a brilliant blue sky. We guarded ourselves from the gentle gusts of wind with stocking caps as we watched foam from the waves tumble across the glossy wet … Continue reading the ocean wins…
Yesterday North America witnessed a celestial event the likes of which many of us had never seen. Or that we just couldn't remember. Not because this doesn't happen every few years, but because it doesn't happen every few years here. And it's never happened in North America during the age of the internet when all … Continue reading surviving the sunpocalypse…
short of breath not for lack of air but because it catches in my mouth. in my nose. in my throat. with thoughts of why and how and why now because everything used to be simple easy except that's misremembering nothing has even been either of those and the breath I can catch flows like … Continue reading words…
I think the headline says it all. I am deep in the middle of questioning who I am at the very heart of my being. As long as I have known myself certain truths have always been both deeply engrained in who I am and floating right on the surface for all to see. They … Continue reading pea based existential crisis…
they buzz and swirl while I sleep a funnel cloud scratching, nagging tickling memories inciting panic ensuring unrest until their buzzing leads to tossing turning and I open my eyes in the dark.
Sunday afternoon, after a weekend that saw more than its fair share of errands, chores, and video games, we walked down to the local theater to see a matinée screening of Guardians of the Galaxy Volume 2. Before we go any further let me address the obvious. The thing many of you probably know. I … Continue reading sometimes I’m happy to be wrong…
Getting to travel for work is pretty damn cool. It's a problem sometimes, sure. But it's not a bad problem to have. Where I often run into trouble, outside of the logistics and being away from my people, is that I need me time. I need quiet. I need to decompress. I need to sit … Continue reading tales of a traveling introvert: television time…
Forty is a landmark. A milestone. It's a fixed place in time. It comes with a set of expectations. A certain amount of understanding. Of yourself. Of the people around you. Of the world. Tomorrow, as far as my birth certificate is concerned, I'll hit that landmark. But for me nothing feels set in stone. It doesn't … Continue reading this is not forty…
When I was little, back in the olden days before the internet, I remember sitting on the rough commercial-grade carpet of the library floor. I was alone in a big aisle of books as my mother looked for something to read in another section. I loved to sit there flipping through the pages of pictures. … Continue reading can you hear me?
I woke up this morning with a feeling I can't shake. Sad. Distant. Nauseous instead of hungry. I saw my kid off to school. And might I add that my kid looked particularly cool today wearing a studded jacket I'd purchased as a gift for them on my first ever trip to Europe. Mentally I … Continue reading am I blue….
