We’re all just working it out as we go. Living this life, hurtling through time and space at an unsustainable pace, we press on. We don’t know where we’re going, and even if we’re in the presence of good company, there’s no denying that our journey is our own. Our search for meaning and for […]Read more "The Right Person"
We have tremendous potential. I don’t know what I’m meant to do in life. I feel like there’s so much I haven’t accomplished, but when I look back, my experiences have been varied, and most of them have been memorable. I’ve had some strange jobs. I have two degrees (someone must have made a mistake), […]Read more "Acceptance"
The door of the moving truck slides up. Behind it is all of your worldly possessions. They’re stacked up neatly, braced against each other, arranged so that they don’t topple over in transit. Your things are there, and they’re staring back at you, mocking you, almost laughing at you. Of course that’s all in your […]Read more "Chipping Away"
“So, have you been running?” When I haven’t seen someone in a while, this is the most common question they ask me. The answer should be straightforward, but there’s more to it than just a simple yes or no. I used to love running, and to some degree I still do. I love road races. […]Read more "A Running Start"
I’ve avoided this subject because I can’t write from personal experience. To date, I’ve married two couples. I know it’s early, but they’re both still together, and I get a good vibe from each of them. As I stood up there and officiated each ceremony, I saw the way the couples looked at each other. […]Read more "Love"
You don’t realize how much something means to you until you let it go. As part of our recent move, my roommate and me got rid of some furniture. We placed the pieces out on the curb, and waited for passing cars to slow down and take them off our hands. The sun was shining, […]Read more "The Desk"
And sometimes we go backwards, not out of necessity but by choice. After an hour of sleep and five hours of volunteering at a restaurant, I put on my “Mirror Glasses” as my Dad once called them, and hopped into my car. I was tired, and I knew that, but something told me the day […]Read more "Revisiting the Past"