Category: identity

Where are my words?

I’ve been in non-stop back-to-back meetings. And, these are not meetings where I just sit and listen. I talk. Then laugh. Then talk some more. It’s rather tiring. It feels like every thought has already been said. Why must we repeat ourselves so often? I’m almost at the […]

Ding ding ding

Today was a brutally exhausting day. I literally had meetings from 9AM to 4 pm straight. Each meeting was a different person, a different topic, and a different goal. My brain kept having to switch the rate at which it fired and the rate of wittiness. I believe […]

Knock on wood

I am a very superstitious person. I was brought up to be so. I’m not outrageously superstitious that it controls my daily life. However, if I spot a ladder up ahead, I make sure to not walk under it. In case you didn’t know, it’s bad luck to […]