It had been a lovely apartment. She remembers it being a large living room that seemed like a ballroom. And the echoes made it fun to sing out loud. Even with her non-singing voice. It had been paradise, until it wasn’t. And, that was the story of her […]
Everyday we have choices to make. Pasta or a burger? Netflix or HBOMAX? Listen to the haters or tune them out. The pink or blue eye shadow. Pasta, HBO, tune out the haters, and blue eye shadow are my choices, by the way. Every step of the way, […]
Oh New York. Again, I love this city. Yet, each day lately I shake my head in wonder. Hate crimes against Asians. Feces throwing on the subway. Following people into apartment buildings. People standing braced against the walls on subway platforms. I’m old enough to remember feeling safe […]
I have not been to the Emergency Room since the beginning of Covid. I readily admit that, in a weird way, I’m lucky that I’m in healthcare and work in a clinic. If need be, I can receive healthcare fairly quickly. Well, for the small stuff. The downside […]
I love Halloween. Or I used to. Now I like, like Halloween. As a kid, Halloween was a bit creepy with those plastic masks. Do you remember these? Boy, we were big on full on non-breathable masks back then. While creepy, they were still fun. In New York, […]
Her hearing was phenomenal. Super sharp. It always was. It had to be. It was a defense mechanism growing up. When she would hide from the monster she needed her sense of hearing to be on point. She needed to even hear his nostrils flare. Today was no […]
As you make new friendships and relationships, you somewhat enter a blank space or canvas. However, you are not. You bring fears, goals, and mental handcuffs. You might bring scattered thoughts even on a solid foundation. One thing to monitor is to see if you are moving from […]
It feels like a dream A soft yet thumping dream Shrouded in a deep, thick cloud Living each moment in mid-state Wondering what’s real Wondering when will I hit the wall Consciously acting Yet not consciously processing Tickled to tears of fear
“The only real prison is fear, and the only real freedom is freedom from fear.” A little bit of fear is not a bad thing. I believe. However, paralysis by fear can be all-consuming. As we think about freedom, we must consider it at not only at the societal level but also […]
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.
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