There is a profound, quiet power that washes over you when you hit your 40s. It’s not just a number; it’s a filter. Suddenly, the things that used to keep me up at night—worrying about being “too much,” fretting over whether I was being “pushy” by checking in on a...
Some absences are only noticed in hindsight — and some presences never are….. There’s this particular kind of loneliness that doesn’t have a name yet. It’s not the loneliness of being alone — it’s the loneliness of being surrounded by...
My new favorite song is Golden [Demon Hunters]. Fell in love with it the 1st time I heard it and that happens only when the lyrics resonate with me.. There’s a line in the song that refuses to leave me: “I was a ghost, I was alone.” Not in the dramatic, cinematic...
Everyone you meet today is fighting a battle you can’t see. It’s a cliché at this point, printed on mugs and shared as inspirational quotes, but clichés become clichés because they’re true. The person who snapped at you in the meeting might be...
Every generation eventually asks itself the same question: Is the world getting worse, or am I just getting older? Our grandparents worried that cinema would corrupt the youth. Our parents fretted that television would stop us from reading. Later, critics warned that...
This is more of a love letter to the internet habit I never managed to quit — and why I’m glad I didn’t… It is 2006. I am sitting at my work desk, frustrated with what’s happening there, a cup of coffee going cold beside me, typing into a...
