Every once in a while the news produces a story so magnificently strange that you have to pause and admire the human psyche in its natural habitat. This week’s specimen: Tommy Thompson. A 73-year-old deep-sea treasure hunter who discovered the wreck of the legendary SS Central America a […]
There’s a quote by James Baldwin that has been echoing in my head lately like a stubborn song lyric you can’t shake “I can’t believe what you say, because I see what you do.” It feels like the quote of the moment. Maybe the quote of the decade. […]
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 […]
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