An Introverts Quip (3.26.20)

Welp.  Ain’t this a kick in the head?  Oxymoronic perhaps.  Yep, all that we ever had was exactly what we always wanted and what we need now is exactly what we never had.  Enter the spin… Let me be real clear here.  I do not (repeat, do not) fully understand the state of the world

(We. Can’t. Even)

I never know exactly when its demanding hint of colors will hit, but it is louder and more definite than anything I have ever known to resist.  It can break my heart open and unhinge the restraints of time.  It can get me pulled over and running toward its safety every time. And every time–

Adams Morgan Love Letters

Love is so lovely.  I have fallen-in more than a dozen times and divided by 4… I fell in love in Adams Morgan once upon a time in my life.  We kissed in the Potomac and held hands on the Metro.  I grew fondly intellectual, over pizza and red wine. He made me salmon and

A Respiratory List

There are things that become like breathing, I think — things that once seemed so hard and now simply feel like waking up or drifting off to sleep. My respiratory list includes, but is not limited to, the following:  6 miles at an 8:47 & 45-minute workouts at age 43. Coffee-in-hand presentations on no sleep.

A ferris wheel

While preaching ‘know thyself’ seems like the right thing to do, our identity might actually be craving some subjectivity.   The objective rules of the world should, at times, be met with a courage for sentience.  It might be the only chance we have to uncover our incandescent being. Pennies cannot beg good luck, and well-kissed quarters