I awoke like a child on Christmas morning. It’s not Christmas yet – that comes seven days from now. No, today my gifts were the promise of a pot of fresh Peet’s coffee, double sliding doors with a mountain view, a soft leather couch, and blogging. As I emerged from the dark of the oversized bedroom […]
I always wanted my blog to have more purpose than it does. I’d imagined becoming one of those writers who was picked up to contribute to an online magazine; honestly reviewed graciously donated products; and captured the eyes, hearts, and comments of readers around the globe. Dangerous Opportunity is not that kind of productive. Instead, it’s […]
It’s been over 30 days now since we landed in Tennessee. I’ve barely been on Facebook but to ask for financial and emotional support for my recovering puppy. I haven’t baked challah. I haven’t swam. I haven’t blogged. I have grieved. Have felt conflicted with my decision to move. I have nervously packed up my […]
I know it’s happening. I can listen to my body now. To my mind. As we close in on our moving date, both mind and body are moving between empty and full. During the days, after coffee in the morning, I rarely want to eat. I can make it through the day on a yogurt, an apple, […]
I keep wondering if I can afford to move my end date up – leave work on July 17th rather than July 24th. It makes little sense, really. Especially given that the week of the 20-24th I have to take two sick days for doctor’s appointments and, thus, am only working a three-day week. I’d lose […]
In 31 days (22 works days), I will leave Boston University. It feels unreal. So much has been happening this past so-far-summer and I wonder if I’ve been catching up on or missing out on the things that I once thought I’d do before leaving. The things I’ve been able to do so far: Smell the lilacs […]
Interesting beginning to a discussion on structural sexism, feminine queer identity, and relationships.