Forgive me if I talk too much about the rain. I live in the Pacific Northwest. It's what we do. Winter is perpetually soggy. As I type this we are in between rain showers and the sky outside my window is an expanse of white. No clouds. No tiny glimpses of sunlight. It is a... Continue Reading →
Some people hate the whole idea of New Year's Eve. The overpriced night out. The pressure for it to be sparkling and glamorous. The resolutions that will undoubtedly be abandoned. The diets that will inevitably fail. Cancel the whole thing, some people say. Make it just another day. Just a new calendar on the wall.... Continue Reading →
This has been a hard week. A few days ago it started raining, and it didn't stop. It was torrential, relentless. The amount of rain that might fall in an extremely wet month poured down in a single day. An hour or two from where I live, mountainsides crumbled. Highways snapped in half. Bridges were... Continue Reading →
If you don't quite know if you're an introvert or an extrovert, there are tests you can take online. They ask you questions like: "The thought of being around other people makes me feel: (a) Alive! (b) Exhausted." There should be a third option: Full of dread. I think COVID has proven to be the... Continue Reading →
A couple of years ago I decided to curate my Instagram feed. That's what they call it - curating . As thought it were a collection of ancient and priceless paintings gathering dust in a museum somewhere rather than a group of ashwagandha-pushing influencers and people I used to go to high school with. It... Continue Reading →
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