“I realized as I approached my car in the underground parking lot, having walked by at least five people since exiting the escalator, that if one of the passers-by came up behind me and attacked, I’d have no way of identifying the perpetrator from the neck up.
As far as I was concerned, none of them had heads.” Continue reading we don’t look up
“It seems to me that the difference between sane and crazy is just a matter of degree. So, I’m not crazy, per se, I’m just a little more unwell than the rank and file.” Continue reading late night, stream of consciousness ramble
“i was old at twenty,
cynical in the ways of love,
having loved and lost a time or two.
i was smarter than i am now,
certain of my conclusions and stances,
able to categorize the world neatly into black and white…” Continue reading older now
“Eating disorders involve “all or nothing” thinking and it’s a style that can be problematic. You’re either good or bad, succeeding or failing, winning or losing. Unfortunately, too often the inside voice comes down on the negative side of the scale.” Continue reading the only winning move is not to play
From Famine to Feast 