Entering Day 3 of Virulent Illness. I find, more often than I’d like to admit, that sickness strikes when I most need it. An imposed hiatus of silence in which the deeper, whispered truths of myself cannot be drowned out by commuter’s road rage or a long list of To Dos. Even if they were … Continue reading
Audacity, Self Awareness (& Basketball)
In 7th grade I played intramural basketball. Being a late bloomer in 90% of human functionality, namely anything which wasn’t purely cognitive and especially anything requiring social skills or awareness, I played basketball like a child. At 13, I didn’t care who was watching, or if my jersey was lumpy. I didn’t care if the … Continue reading
Que Sera Sara? 