I love to travel, try new foods, ingest caffeine, and watch political news coverage. A psychologist by training trying to bring a little common sense to it all.
Pigeons often appear in my New York stories. They are such an integral part as they can be found and are everywhere. You also stand a certain chanced of being pooped on from above. That’s New York life for you. They are an urban nature staple. I came […]
I’m a born storyteller. That’s what my mom would tell me. She also noted that at a very young age I wanted to be a psychologist. I often wonder about how true that is but it’s the story that serves as a baseline for my life. Whether true […]
She ran and ran and ran. Her heart felt like it was going to burst through her chest. She stopped for a second to look around her. She wiped her hands and then her tears. She walked over to the little shed. She looked up to the sky […]
I was riding the NYC Subway today and as I walked up the escalator I came across an ad (for a product that I do not remember) that noted “we’ll always get the future wrong.” Lets face it the Jetsons have been wrong. A few years ago, those […]
Many years ago I had the most loving dog ever. My dog Milo. He would sing to me. I could carry him around like a baby and hold him close. When he passed away, I grieved mightily. I still miss him. Lately, I have been seeing pekingese everwhere. […]
It’s a mindshift. It’s an easing of the stomache. It’s a calming of a fidgety leg. It’s listening to the music It’s blocking out the noise. Turning down the volume. Facing fear head-on. It’s dancing with fear.
Lately several of my clothing items have had loose threads. They’ve been caught on bag zippers, doorknobs, and tacks. Walking through my office is a minefield, at times. I hate loose threads. I don’t sew. Thus, my natural inclination is to rip it off. Sometimes gingerly and other […]
This may come off sounding strange but here it goes. I like going to cemeteries. Even when I travel abroad or even domestically, I visit a cemetary (albeit often of note). There is a weird sense of tranquility and beauty seeing the names of those long gone. Seeing […]
Many of us own a lot of things. I don’t even mean cars, houses or businesses. We own too many shoes, dresses, and knick knacks. Some of us still own photo albums. There’s a lot of “stuff” in our lives. Some of us are clutteted. I have now […]
Wishful thinking was all-consuming. She wanted to wash this madness away. She wondered if her tear-soaked blouses would take away future tears if washed away in the laundry. There was no time for laundry. They all got into the van and headed out for a nighr of pretense. […]
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