Leaving Charlotte. On a plane. The rush of the engines at takeoff. The flight of the stomach as the plane becomes airborne. The jockeying for elbow space. The smell of strangers. The wide-hipped, high-heeled flight attendant brushing against my shoulder each time she passes. The arrogance of first class. The looking down at the little cars and patchwork farmland. The pillow clouds. The no sleeping or even relaxing. The sweat running down my back. The leap of faith in people…
“Because I’ll kill everybody in the room.” has always been my canned response as to why I don’t drink, when asked by someone who is. It works. And it’s probably not that far from the truth. Though probably I’d just kill one person. I’m 47. And the only reason I’m 47 is because I’ve learned to live with a beast. And I’m not talking about alcohol. I’m talking about a little voice that asks me to explore dark places and…
The most valuable resource on the planet isn’t petroleum or gold, it’s time. And everyone is only given a little bit of it. But time itself is static. It lacks energy. Energy is what pushes us through life. Like time, energy is a precious resource. We gain energy from the sun, and from consuming other life forms that also took its energy from the sun. We use that energy in our waking time, and recharge when we sleep. Energy is…
In America, most of us work our assess off all year to get away for a couple of weeks to places where we don’t have to work and we can turn off our brains. We call it vacation. The rest of the world calls it holiday. And, as it turns out, the rest of the world enjoys a lot more of it than we do in America. Nonetheless, the concept of vacation is to go away to recharge our spirits…
You’ll often see me tweet the same blog posts over and over. When I write one, I push it onto my Facebook and Google+ pages and into my Linkedin stream – once. But I’ll tweet it several times over the course of a couple days. If you haven’t noticed, Twitter is different. Nobody goes and hangs out on someone’s Twitter page waiting for them to tweet something. No, on Twitter we are all swimming in a big pool together. We…
Life is funny. I didn’t even like children before we had one. But since then, well, let’s just say that I tend to gravitate to kids more than adults in mixed social settings. I think this is because I never completely transitioned out of childhood. And it took having a child of my own for me to realize it. Since Agatha was a little girl, we’ve played together. Hard. Whether that meant creating adventures with little plastic animals on the…
