Off to Mountainous Puerto Rico
So I bid adieu for a week … off the grid, offline, off real time … to an enchanted place that has beckoned me once before. Seeking solitude, serenity and a rejuvenation of… Read More
Crazy Friend, iii :: Dry as the Gobi
Those first few weeks as an exchange student in Germany were a slurry of emotions rattling my brain, my tongue and my heart. It was a jarring experience that was at once unnerving… Read More
My How Reality Bites
I admit, I’m not a superhero, car-chasing, shoot-em up kind of movie-goer. And when strong-armed to watch one, I have, ahem, on more than one occassion been known to fall asleep and, yes… Read More
Life on Mother Earth
Yesterday was the 43rd anniversary of Earth Day. It’s one of those days in history that I wish I could remember. I was just shy of turning two — not even in preschool… Read More
A Beautiful Day to Breathe in Oxygen
I got in a 5k today under this beautiful periwinkle sky in support of my mom and dad participating in the American Cancer Society 5k Run/Walk today in Onalaska, WI. No earbuds. Just… Read More
Cigarette Break Finds Marathon Bombing Suspect
The majority of my posts are, admittedly, on my struggles with addiction to nicotine and why I should really give up the habit once and for all. I’m not out to judge anyone… Read More
Laughing all the Way to the Chicken Coop
As I hinted at in my Monday post regarding the appalling news coverage of the Boston Marathon bombing, it really does appear that American cable news has left the building (Sorry, Elvis, I’m… Read More
An Ode to Runners
An Ode to Runners I ran today. I ran to the pfpfpfpfpfssss of my breath. I ran to the tuwututuwutuwuuu of mourning doves. I ran to the shshlshshlshshlllll of palm fronds. I ran… Read More
In Honor of Athletes’ & Humanity’s Endurance
Just as most of the media has decided (un-collectively) to stop repeating the names of mass shooters in this country as a means to prevent copycat acts and the glorification of mad men,… Read More
Scared Straight New Yorkers
For three, long years, my friend N. and I have taken to catching up every few weeks for hour-long phone calls even though we both split our time between NY and FL. It’s… Read More
