Mopeds
As her name suggested, Libertad would be freedom for me.
Froot Loops and How to Fill My Days
If I were to sit down with past Christina I’d want to relieve some of that angst, although I’m not sure if she’d like the answers I’d give.
Holding the Metaphor Lightly
Metaphors are tools for meaning-making, and when those tools have harvested bushel after bushel of meaning for my life, of course I struggle to see them as incomplete, limiting, or dangerous.
My Life Stages (Seen Through Transportation)
I’m still afraid I’m boarding the wrong train.
Prepare for Re-entry (Part 2)
It is so good to get back into a crowd, but it’s harder and stranger and lonelier than I expected it would be.
Keep Your Friends Close
As much as we hope to find friends where we land, I wonder how many of us simply direct our energy into things we can better control.
Some Memories from the (Previous) Inauguration
He described how eventually, sometimes you simply have to be a team player.
The Heresy of American Exceptionalism
“This isn’t who we are” rings false in a country that has yet to fully wrestle with its original sins of colonization and slavery and its ongoing sins of racism and imperialism.
The Surreality of Living Through History
Surreality would posit that this riot is just another unbelievably strange moment in a series of unbelievably strange moments
Diploma Privilege for All
But at least I know if an acceptance mailed to an offeror is binding even if the offeror has already sent a revocation that the offeree hasn’t yet received (it is)!
