On the Twenty-eighth Day of 2025…

…I find my inspiration lagging. A topic of focus for today’s post eludes me. “Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It’s awful.” A whole assortment of quotes from Beckett’s Waiting for Godot might be appropriate for today, but that was the first one that came to mind. It’s not exactly true of my Tuesday thatContinue reading “On the Twenty-eighth Day of 2025…”

Turning 60!

I’m writing on the occasion of my 60th birthday, December 4, 2024. We ascribe a special significance to those birthdays that begin a new decade. Something in us needs a marker, a milestone, a number with a zero at the end. We like that. I think it’s true that the last time I wrote aboutContinue reading “Turning 60!”

#536: Bothered to Be Bothered

It bothered youthat you were so bothered, obsessively so, for weeks,until finally, you saidto yourself (becauseno one else was listening), how am I served by this anger? I mean, it’s happened before:you perceive thatsomeone has beenshitty to you and you don’t understandhow anyone could be that shitty. Youdo not deserve it,you say, you havebeen maligned,Continue reading “#536: Bothered to Be Bothered”

On the Eleventh Day of 2024: Coffee with a Friend

There are people that I meet, I have found, for whom I have an almost immediate affinity, people who exude an energy, an intelligence, or a sense of humor, or a welcoming presence that puts me at ease, that makes me feel seen, understood, and appreciated. I had coffee on Thursday with such an individual,Continue reading “On the Eleventh Day of 2024: Coffee with a Friend”