Swirling thoughts like a storm-ridden sky. Other have grandiose ten-year plans, but not her. In ten years she would still be finding herself. What was so wrong with that? Shouldn’t we, as humans, allow ourselves to repeatedly evolve? Or are we supposed to set a roadmap to our […]
Imsomnia? Don’t watch an Adam Sandler movie at night and 6 other things not to do! Ever since I moved back out to California, I have been having a hard time falling asleep. I don’t even think about falling asleep early. And it is not like I am […]
Recently there was a headline that there are now more young women in college than young men. Many cheered noting how women are starting to get their due recognition and advancements. I, for one, am a woman who benefited from an increased focus on young girls’ scholastic advancement. […]
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 […]
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