There’s Alway’s Something
I remember back when I tracked my time for a week thinking, well it’s interesting to see how much time I spend on everything, but this isn’t really ...
I remember back when I tracked my time for a week thinking, well it’s interesting to see how much time I spend on everything, but this isn’t really ...
I’m drowning in paperwork right now. The end of the trimester is Friday and I’m really hoping not to spend most of my Thanksgiving break grading pap...
If there is one thing I’ve learned about myself in these many years of writing, it’s that the words do not come easily to me in times of crisis. I w...
I am meeting a friend from my old neighborhood this morning. Walking through the dog park where I spent so many hours with my daughter in the first two years of...
I’m struggling to find the words right now. I’m not even attempting my morning pages. I’ve been sick since Wednesday. And not just sick of spi...
I’m cycling through the phases of grief. Today I spent a lot of time in anger. I’m angry at the people who voted for a hateful bigot who believes I ...
…nobody won last night, least of all the people who voted for Trump. That’s the saddest thing. I haven’t processed my thoughts well enough to ...
This election has hurdled me into a tail spin of anxiety. To combat the horrible feelings of doom, I’ve done a lot of sticking my head in the sand. I know...
I remember when the hour we got at the end of Daylight Savings Time felt like a gift. A whole extra hour to do with as I pleased. Now I dread how this day drags...
This morning I slipped on my daughter’s homework folder and came down on my tailbone. Hard. Like, really hard. In the moment it felt like slow motion, lik...