The COVID Diaries Day 669 – What is this Life?
669 days into the pandemic and things have taken a turn for the apathetic.
No More Room to Grow
Objective observations, when ignored, will not help anyone to get ahead, leaving them no more room to grow.
With Friends Like These
A coworker drops information bombs to bait people into asking what's wrong. How do I know this tactic? Because my mother does the same shit.
2021 – Bet on the New Year
Do I believe in luck? Ruminating on what is luck, and can I discount it enough to disregard ancient traditions that may bring it.
Sky-High Adventures in Social Distancing
Dropping my sons at DFW during COVID. The airport was a ghost town. The ex texted me an hour after the boys already had — clearly expecting to start a fight. Didn't work.
