I think I was 9 years old. There was a test, a the higher the octave, the higher my voice went through a series of

Balancing on Unstable Surfaces
Reflections on the challenges of balancing life in a constantly shifting world
I think I was 9 years old. There was a test, a the higher the octave, the higher my voice went through a series of
I can’t predict the future or read minds. I’d venture to say, neither can you. Sure, we can all get a “feeling,” but, that’s about
“No, no, no, ugh, I thought file meant save, not send.” I tried to close the application, unplug my modem, even though I knew, my
“Read the room.” is a clever statement uttered in TV shows, or movies that means someone is saying or doing is totally inappropriate and implores
“Can you? No. That’s the wrong question. Ask, have you? You want experience not aspirations or illusions of grandeur. I’ve made that mistake before.” I
The person who never introduced herself, asks, “On a scale of 1-10, how is your pain?” I waited a moment expecting guidance before responding, “On