Already Brushing Off the Dust
There are entire music playlists I can't listen to anymore. Then this song came on the radio and made me want to punch someone in the face. That made me happy.
Smartphones and the Art of Listening
My sociology professor made us put our phones face-down to learn about listening. It reminded me of the last months of my marriage — texting my BFF from the sofa so I wouldn't say what I actually wanted to say.
Navigating Uncharted Waters
Stuff from NJ inbound means nothing ties me to that black hole anymore. Every step forward in the new apartment is uncharted waters.
Grown Men Masquerading as Children
Reflections about having a man pretending to be incompetent to get out of parenting his children and the strain it created in the marriage.
Laboring to be a Buzz Kill
Holiday weekends and crowds go hand in hand. I don’t care for crowds, but I don’t avoid them either. If I know I’m going somewhere on a holiday weekend, it is safe to assume that everyone else will too, so I plan for it. This past Labor Day, the day started with rain, which meant indoor activities like the cinema were going to be packed… anyone who expected different was smoking crack.
