Wisdom of the Day

Life is too short for pens that don’t work and clothes that don’t fit right.  Be gone, unreliable fiends. 

Living Beautifully

A year ago, I was uncertainly stepping into a new job. After floundering and soul searching and asking the darkness big questions (and finding myself even more afraid of the answers), I set myself a task.  Over the course of several weeks, I paid attention. To what brought me joy, certainly, but also what brought … Continue reading

Moving Season

It’s moving season in Chicago. Every leafy side street is full of U-hauls and hatchbacks. Alley stairwells everywhere echo with stuck sofas and clanging bed frames.  Although the sticky heat is a terrible time for hauling box springs and arm chairs, 40-below and in 2-feet of unplowed snow is infinitely worse, I imagine.  Around here … Continue reading

White coat hypertension. 

 I recently went to the doctor for the first time since coming to America.  It was, by and large, the same as going to the doctor in Britain: dated banquet hall chairs in the waiting room, bustling nurses, typing doctors, surprisingly old fashioned scales. But the dynamic of the thing felt different than I remember … Continue reading

Diving In

Once upon a time I had a life I no longer loved and I ditched it. I ditched its ass hard. Great, wondrous things came of that flying leap into god-knows-what. Or rather, great, wondrous voids descended in quick succession and over many years, and in them I continued to find myself huddled in the … Continue reading

Do What You Love

In this new life, still shiny-pink and small, I want to be mindful. Mindful of who I am and what I want. Mindful of where are headed and where I came from. Mindful of what drives me and makes life worth living. To that end, I am undertaking some personal DIY.   First, I am … Continue reading

Hello, world

Once a month I have a night or two of insomnia. Despite a double-dose of painkillers my aches crunch on, dulled but unabated, and so I am left to ponder the world in a quietude all my own. I’ve come to enjoy the peaceful time, the botherings aside, and consider it a small space where … Continue reading