Sometimes, it’s hard to get out of our own heads. I’ve certainly had that problem a lot lately. Thinking about the past year, I get caught up in the things I could have done differently, the mistakes I’ve made. It’s…
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Filtered
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Fall and Winter mornings have a quality that you often can’t find at other times of the year. Early morning clouds and fog shroud the landscape in a mist that seems to come from another place. If you can block…
Heart-less
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Sometimes I think life would be much simpler if I didn’t have a heart. Not the physical organ that makes it possible for me to be here. No, I’m referring to the metaphorical heart, the thing that makes us feel.…
Foucault and the Carpool Lane
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I stared out the windshield at the gray, dismal sky, watching drops of rain bounce off the hood of my car, much like the silent tears waiting to fall from my own tired eyes. Looking at the clock, I saw…
Leap Year
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Do you ever look back at the events of the past year and say, “it’s ONLY been a year?” Sometimes it feels like several years have passed in one. Like this last year. One year ago, I regained my freedom.…
Prop 8: Playing the Broken Record
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You know what starts tomorrow? No? Well, let me tell you. Another trial on Prop 8. I know I don’t need to explain what that is by now. If I do, well, you’ve clearly been living under a rock. Google…
Making it Personal
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A friend told me recently that I need to make my writing less personal. It reminded me of a time nearly 20 years ago when another friend said to me, “I love you and you’re one of my best friends,…
Being Still
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Being still is not easy for me. I’m not talking about not moving or not being able to just rest. I can laze around the house for days with the best of them. I’m talking about not taking action when…
What If This Was Your Last Day?
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Something has been on my mind more than usual lately. Maybe it’s all the turmoil in the world. Maybe it’s a side effect of getting older. Maybe it’s all my neuroses having a party but not inviting me. Whatever the…
Burn, Baby, Burn
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I think I’m going to take an unusual approach to Valentine’s Day this year. After all, it will just be me and the dog. It has never been my favorite holiday. I’d rather have small romantic gestures and displays of…