I’ve written in the past about being a lover of lists. Not necessarily lists of Bests and Worsts, they can be too simplistic. But I love that lists can make order out of chaos simply by lining up data. I have piles of books and notebooks full of quotes, aphorisms, Read more…
I am sitting at the dining table from my childhood. It is at my sister’s house, which is much bigger than the house we grew up in. It is a dull gray day and I am looking out the window, contemplating the meaning of ‘home’. It is one month since Read more…
Every day, we make choices. Life is full of choices. There are big-ticket decisions like where to go on vacation and everyday options like mustard or mayo. I talk a lot about conscious choices. I think that means more than making ethical choices about the food I eat or the Read more…
It’s foggy up in command central these days. Great ideas are blinking off in the distance but I haven’t been able to guide anything for a clear landing. Other creative ideas have lined up on the runway, but are grounded and unable to take off. The sky will clear, that Read more…
I ease up on the gas, maintaining a limit of 65. I do not ease up on my death grip on the steering wheel. I’m leaning forward, every muscle tensed and tuned into every sound coming from the car. I need to intuit what the eff is going on, and Read more…
Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk 8 min in Glassell Park, CA It was on the second visit that Candice noticed the trend. Every ‘mystical’ person she’d crossed paths with had a wonky left eye. There must be some symbolism to it. Surely it validated their existence. The bulging eye of the Read more…
“be there when you get there, but be *here* now” I found this ‘note to self’ in an old journal today; one of many journals and notebooks stuffed into the forest of cardboard cleared from storage. Perfect timing. My thoughts tend to race to the list of things I’m Read more…
Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone by J.K. Rowling 8 min in Parkdale, TO “Damn girl, I don’t need no sugar after seeing that smile of yours.” Carolyn blinked her bangs out of her eyes as she stirred the liquid sugar into her latte. The condiment counter was tiny and Read more…