I didn’t mean to do it. Some call it a “resting bitch face.”1 I did it today when someone said, “Well, I didn’t learn about
Balancing on Unstable Surfaces
Reflections on the challenges of balancing life in a constantly shifting world
I didn’t mean to do it. Some call it a “resting bitch face.”1 I did it today when someone said, “Well, I didn’t learn about
There is always someone. It happens every time; someone’s phone goes off in the midst of a performance. Saturday night was no exception; we’d been
In downtown Oakland, a block from the the police station, I saw 6 police, all smiles and laughs, perhaps on their way to lunch. I
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
I am burnt out. You know how you have that inside voice, things you think, but don’t say. There is this filter that stops you.
OK, who did it? I know someone else did it besides me. Did you happen to get rid of something during the “COVID Purge,” you