The first crack of thundersends one dog scurryingtiny paws, frantic heart,vanishing beneath the coverslike a secret we pretend not to keep. Rain taps at the shutterslike a memoryI haven’t quite made yet.The kind that lives in muscle and moodbefore it ever finds words. The leaves sway lush, green,resilient […]
Today, I treated myself to a city sampler platter of joy. A little culture. A little culinary delight. A little walking-off-the-week energy. And here’s the kicker. It was all done with barely any crowd-dodging or line-weaving. Score. First stop: an off-Broadway play.You know the kind. Small theater. Big […]
What do you think gets better with age? “What gets better with age?” you asked, all innocent and philosophical, like it wasn’t about to send me into a spiral of self-reflection and wine envy. The obvious answer, of course, is wine. Red wine, to be precise. That elegant, […]
Once upon a time, before our thumbs became our primary literary tools and autocorrect turned “love” into “live” and “duck” into something far more aggressive, we wrote letters. With pens. On actual paper. And we meant it. I used to love writing letters. I still do, in theory. […]
You ever walk through soup? Not metaphorically. I mean real, breathable soup. That was me today on my way home. Dragging my legs like they were filled with lead and regret through the thickest, heaviest air this side of a pressure cooker. The kind of air that slaps […]
Today, I’m offering some life’s little news bites that oddly feel like therapy prompts. Summer’s here, the city’s sweaty, and even the news feels like it’s melting into metaphors. This week, while sipping my ever hot coffee (since I stubbornly don’t do iced coffee) and contemplating whether I’m […]
This morning, I locked eyes with my dog mid-coffee sip, and I swear he tilted his head and judged me. Not in a cute “aw you’re my human” way. No. It was more of a “hmm…interesting choices you’re making for yourself lately” kind of tilt. And I’ll be […]
Here’s my Tuesday truth: my brain is soup. Not a bisque. Not even a nice gazpacho. Actually, I don’t like gazpacho. But that’s besides the point. Back to the point at hand. My brain on soup. Just lukewarm, slightly over-salted cognitive broth simmering under this June sun. It’s […]
It’s Monday. Again.But this one feels… oddly quiet. Suspiciously still. The kind of quiet where you wonder if you missed a memo. A mass text. A cosmic “Out of Office” notification. This past week, I’ve noticed something. Or rather, I’ve not noticed something.People. Where are they? The commuter […]
We’re living in the era of boundaries. Personal boundaries. Professional boundaries. Emotional, digital, energetic, gluten-free boundaries. Everywhere I turn, someone is gently (or not so gently) reminding me to “set healthy boundaries.” Boundaries are the new kale. Essential. Good for you. Sometimes hard to swallow. Actually, I severely […]
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