I saw a quote on LinkedIn the other day that stopped me mid-scroll. “I can’t believe what you say because I see what you do.” Which is a polite, professional way of saying: Sir, the math is not mathing. And it struck me how profoundly true this feels […]
The other day I had a small, suspicious thought. What if some of us are a little bit addicted to sadness? Not the catastrophic kind.Not the kind that requires medical intervention and casseroles. I mean the specific, curated sadness many of us seem to carry around like a […]
While taking a break from spring cleaning (by which I mean sitting on the floor in a light existential spiral surrounded by piles labeled keep, donate, and why do I own this), I happened to look up at my living room wall. Not glance. Look. And there it […]
I recently watched Triangle of Sadness, which is not my usual cinematic comfort zone. I prefer my movies with a touch more joy and a touch less existential nausea. But this one? This one stuck. It’s satire with a scalpel slicing into beauty, wealth, class, and the elaborate […]
There are people who cry at weddings. People who cry at movies. People who cry at tax season. I cry at dog stories. A heroic dog.A rescued dog.A dog reunited with its human.A dog wearing a tiny raincoat. I am emotionally available for all of it. So when […]
What advice would you give to your teenage self? If I could sit across from my teenage self (probably on a twin bed with mismatched sheets, dramatic sighs, and a notebook full of Very Important Feelings) I wouldn’t tell her to change who she was. I liked her.She […]
Somewhere along the evolutionary timeline, humans went from inventing tools to naming them. Not in a practical way. Not in a “this is my truck, Bessie” kind of way. No. We are now giving delivery robots faces, personalities, and apparently emotional backstories. Little sidewalk robots are trundling around […]
This weekend I began spring cleaning, not because I am virtuous or organized or suddenly one of those people who labels their spices. No. I started cleaning because my brain was full. Overfull. Like a Manhattan closet. Like my inbox. Like my emotional support tote bag that contains […]
I recently stumbled across a quote from Pablo Picasso that stopped me mid-scroll. “It takes a long time to become young.” And I thought that’s supremely accurate. Because I feel younger now than I did when I was actually young. When I was younger, I was busy being […]
There are people who think dogs are chaotic creatures. Loud, needy, impulsive. Agents of fur and entropy. Those people have clearly never noticed how dogs build rituals. Not routines. Rituals. Sacred, non-negotiable emotional appointments with their human. Mine have three. My middle dog who is my resident curmudgeon, […]
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