There’s something oddly humbling about thunder. You can be mid-sentence, mid-bite of your overpriced salad, or mid-scroll of your phone, and then BOOM! Mother Nature drops the mic. It’s the kind of sound that doesn’t ask for your attention, it demands it. Lately, though, thunder hasn’t just been […]
Some people search for insight from all corners of the internet, their local corner bodega, or from their cable guy. Well, maybe. I’m lucky to have a dog couch. From their fluffy perches, my three furballs offer daily, unfiltered insight into the human condition and they don’t even […]
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. […]
Sometimes you rewatch a show not because you forgot what happened, but because you remember exactly how it made you feel. Enter The Night Manager. One of my absolute favorite shows. So good it’s basically therapy wrapped in espionage with a tuxedo and a silencer. Yes, I’m rewatching […]
It starts the same way every time.I’m sitting on the couch, my throne, really perhaps sipping lukewarm coffee or pretending I don’t hear the email pings stacking up. And then it happens: The Barkening. One dog starts. The others join in. It’s a synchronized scream session worthy of […]
Some days, you’re the dog wagging your tail, just vibing in the sun. Other days, you hear the barking. Oh, the barking. It’s constant. It’s performative. It’s echoing in the hallway, bouncing off cubicle walls, seeping through email threads and Slack messages. > “We should totally revamp this […]
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 […]
I did something wild recently. I treated myself (and dragged along the family) into a blazing pit of danger, peril, and foam blocks. Yes, I played The Floor is Lava. Now, let me confess something upfront: I have the coordination of a distracted toddler trying to walk on […]
Let me just say this real quick before my eyelids fully give up on this day and slide down my face like melted mascara: I am tired. Capital T. Italics. Possibly in another font entirely. I woke up today with a long to-do list and the resolve of […]
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