Everyone loves an anniversary, and by “everyone,” I mean me.

Your birthday is an anniversary. Did you know that? You only have one original birthday, unless strange things are afoot. Every year after that first entry is a revisit. I don’t mind a revisit. I’m not someone who gives up on birthdays. I like celebrating the good things: hit me. I’m less a fan of remembered misery, but anniversaries show up there too. I’m lousy … Continue reading Everyone loves an anniversary, and by “everyone,” I mean me.

I’m not hierarchical – an off-the-cuff joint.

I don’t do all that well in groups, especially in groups I arrive at after-the-fact. This is as true of friendship as it is of the workspace. You can break into established groups, but because you’re late to the party, you have to play by their rules for a while even if you disagree with them. I’m not wired that way. People used to ask … Continue reading I’m not hierarchical – an off-the-cuff joint.

A dark headspace – an off-the-cuff joint.

I used to skip the hyphens while typing, returning to do them after the writing was done, but it actually takes longer that way. I don’t usually start with a digression, but the thought occurred to me while titling and it felt insistent. I’m in a dark head space these days. I’m in a blow-up-my-world head space. I’m full of anger and entitled pain – … Continue reading A dark headspace – an off-the-cuff joint.