Learning the Drip
My little bubble of relationships and routines exists for me to serve it with compassion, not for me to overlook it because something more interesting is on the horizon.
Poetry and Padawans, with Apologies to My English Teachers
Still, having experienced it myself now, I can sympathize with the twinge I’m about to give my many well-meaning English teachers when I divulge this next bit of information.
Airing My Dirty Laundry
I’m not totally clear on the distinction between Great Britain, the United Kingdom, and the British Isles.
I wish the employees at the restaurants I frequent would pretend they’ve never seen me before.
Christmas During the Time Being
The story has been told, but the rest of us are still here: waiting in the middle of the narrative, confronted with Herod’s uncomfortable realization: we aren’t enough.
Four Cheeses for You, Glen Cocoo: Semi-Definitive Ratings of Romantic Holiday Movies on Netflix
The scale runs from zero to five cheeses, with five cheeses reigning supreme for the lamest pick up lines and most predictable plots. Warning: contains spoilers.
Self-Assessment
What are your goals for the coming year? How can your manager support you in meeting these goals?
Maranatha
In a world where fame and infamy
are two sides of the same coin,
who gets to leave a legacy, anyway?
Stand for Something
One of the best critiques of our generation is that we are so busy deconstructing things, we stand for nothing.
Crying on Public Transit
Eventually you have to look these fears in the face, and you have to sit with the things, both true and false, that you believe about yourself.
This is 30
A lot of people talk about turning thirty like you’re turning dead.
