Years after college I would go out clubbing, often at places that played ’80s music. It was fun, silly and high-spirited namely because the songs were just for dancing (mostly badly) with no real no societal insight. Although I readily danced to it, I must admit I hated […]
A touch of teal in an auburn-filled potpourri bowl My doorbell rang and there was the delivery man with two boxes. How odd a sight. In New York, they just left my boxes on my doorstep. I twitched my nose wondering why the deliveryman rings the doorbell here […]
Dying, shed that coat No remorseful pain You lie, but they are your truths Dying, shed that coat
Aching teeth arching forward Gnashing another sugary cane The pain reverberates The longing is stronger Wanting the bad despite knowing what’s good Need a reason to swim shoreward Erase the sodded footprints from the plains The brain barrier will perforate Till it is no longer Wanting the bad […]
Despite it’s extremely “pop” nature, I liked Malcom Gladwell’s The Tipping Point. He is a fellow social psychologist. Yah! I have seen academic psychologists sneer at his type of writing but we all know that it is just deep-seated jealousy. For my dissertation, my co-chair is a pretty […]
In the heart of winter, there shouldn’t be lines. We should all be burrowed deep into our mind caves sipping hot cider in our dreams. The merry go rounds still keep oddly spinning. There is no rest anymore. No slumber. No hibernation. The snow is no longer light. […]
Starting a friendship with someone who is dying I was at a late night business meeting recently where one of my colleagues joked “I’m not your friend, am I? Right?” We all laughed but the question was pointed. See, as of late, I have made a few new […]
I’m odd and fuzzy Curly and straight Tired yet energized Skeptical but filled with faith Even-keeled and erratic Swimming yet still Ocean deep bobbing at the surface On display while hidden Do you know who I am? Junniper Jasmine Jasione Jasper
Happiness in a tub, rub a dub dub Once upon a time, I used to take baths. I used to write letters and I used to read books. I read a lot of books. I was a voracious reader. Then one night I wasn’t. You can’t keep things […]
Robin, you are still alive I have been trying to clean up my emails for the past year. I am down to 600 or so in my personal account that are unread. I have four email accounts that I actively use to varying degrees. Every once in a […]
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