From Post-Hillary Blues to Ugly Shoes
July 16th, 2008
July 8th, 2008
As a child, I was often called imaginative, but it wasn’t meant as a compliment. It was meant in a “reality-is-calling, get your head out of the clouds”, kind of way. It was meant to discourage me from believing in the impractical or impossible.
I knew something then, though, that I couldn’t yet communicate. [...]
July 1st, 2008
I was going to make this my new response to every friend who complains to me about their lackluster sex life. I was going to keep it as a mantra in my head since as you all know, given that I’ve spilled my aching guts here more than once, my own sex life is [...]
June 27th, 2008
All that pent-up passion, where does it go? It travels in endless loops and spirals like a lost and wild thing that can’t find its natural environment. It cries out in unremembered dreams, and wakes in the morning to buttons and buzzers, fluorescent lights, and just enough sun to keep it thirsty and [...]
June 22nd, 2008
On April 15, 2014 I started a one-year experiment to see how many positive changes I could bring to my life in one year. This is a month two update.
A West Coast State of Mind