The Confines We Put On Ourselves

Well, there’s no way I could do all of that in the morning and be at my desk by 9:00. I need to journal. I need to have a cup of coffee. I need to take the dog out. I…
Well, there’s no way I could do all of that in the morning and be at my desk by 9:00. I need to journal. I need to have a cup of coffee. I need to take the dog out. I…
We’re approaching that time of year again: Erin’s birthday month which has now become a time of inadvertent reflection. I’m one of those birthday a-holes. I don’t really care, I don’t want a big deal made of it, I like…
I remember back in the day when Thanksgiving break approached during school. Like the grammar and high school times. There was a half-day Wednesday, and then we’d drive up to my grandparents, who had a house on a little island…
Back in ‘87 I thought I was the coolest thing in town because I worked at Bennigan’s. You heard me. To this day, Benningan’s birthday song is the only song I’ll sing out loud. The particular Bennigan’s I worked at…
A year into your Peace Corps service as a volunteer is a milestone of sorts. It’s when you feel more like a native of the host country than an American. For me, it meant I felt Panamanian. Your work projects…