I love to travel, try new foods, ingest caffeine, and watch political news coverage. A psychologist by training trying to bring a little common sense to it all.
There’s a particular kind of advice that floats around like a motivational screensaver. That advice is to never regret being a good person. It sounds lovely. Clean. Almost saint-adjacent. And then you meet people. Not all people. But enough of them. The ones who take your kindness, hold […]
The Met Gala is upon us again. That glittering, slightly absurd, deeply exclusive pageant where fashion meets art meets “how much did that cost and why am I suddenly sweating?” Let’s begin with the numbers, because nothing says couture like a mild financial panic. This year, a ticket […]
There are many ways to respond to chaos. You can panic.You can flee.You can duck under a table and question every life decision that led you to a ballroom full of politicians and chicken entrées. Or you can be Michael Glantz. And keep eating your salad. This past […]
For the past three weeks, I have been slowly, methodically erased. Not existentially (though give it time), but technologically. First, my laptop camera at home blinked out. No warning. No flicker of rebellion. Just gone. A quiet resignation from the land of Zoom squares and forced eye contact. […]
There are certain shows you don’t watch so much as you drift into. Usually late at night. Usually when your brain has waved a tiny white flag and said, “Sure, fine, whatever you put on now becomes a dream.” Enter Hollywood Demons, a series that feels like it […]
There was a time, not long ago, although it now feels like it existed in sepia tones, when dinner was just dinner. A plate, a fork, maybe a passive-aggressive comment about who didn’t unload the dishwasher, and if you were lucky, a moment of connection wedged somewhere between […]
There are signs in life that feel metaphorical such as “yield,” “merge,” “detour ahead” and then there are signs that are so oddly specific they feel like a joke the universe is playing on us. Case in point. There is a very real sign at Boulders Beach in […]
Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind. My birthday is coming up. Which I have subtly, delicately, with the grace of a foghorn reminded certain people about. Not because I need a parade. (Although, let’s be clear, I would not decline a parade.) But because […]
There is a purpose for everyone you meet. I know. It sounds like something you’d find cross-stitched on a pillow next to a suspiciously calm fern. Stay with me. Because some people do not enter your life gently. They arrive like a pop quiz you didn’t study for, […]
“It takes two years to learn to speak and sixty to learn to keep quiet.” Ah, Ernest. Sir. You really woke up and chose violence with that one. Because here I am, not yet sixty (thank you very much), and already deeply aware that the second half of […]
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