The following is from my 13-year-old daughter, Cozette: *** Wake up. Stop the alarm and get up. The life of a swimmer is early morning practice, afternoon late practice, and constantly thinking about how to loose time. But can you? You’re racing yourself, not the person beside you. But you want to win. Maybe swimmers are never on TV because people fear the deep? Maybe because it’s not important to some, but to us … it is. A passionate swimmer…
A good day is a minefield eluding the devil with every step as she smiles that sideways smile with hair falling in her eyes. I step past to a more diligent place where I can stay busy with an active brain and not think about the lure of an open field where the devil stands at the edge waiting watching wondering how long before I give in. which, of course, I do. minefields are dangerous. and sometimes you…
Yesterday at the park my 15-yo soccer-playing daughter challenged me to a footrace. Now I’m 52, but am still pretty fast and years ago I swore to her that for as long as I live I’ll always beat her in a sprint. My initial reaction to her challenge was no. Since my thumb surgery in October, I haven’t worked out much and, as a result, I’m in pretty bad shape. But it was like 70 degrees yesterday and I was…
toiling away in the wide open fields of my mind i dreamed of becoming a writer making a living rustling birds from the brush plucking them from the sky and placing them into rows on a page but life came calling and the mortgage demanded payment so i went to work selling my time to the machine of commercialism turning away from those open fields to focus on factory floors where industry clanged away and blindfolded automatons worked eight hours…
Dear All Republicans, I do not hate you. Not at all. We need more than “one side” in this country. I am upset that you stood behind a human being like Trump. You elected a man to the highest office of the greatest nation in the history of the planet who spews hate and division. That’s what I’m upset with. So yes, as a Republican who voted for Trump you’re guilty of racism, misogyny, xenophobia, and hate by association. These aren’t…
I wanted to be a psychologist as a kid, but ended up a copywriter. Because of my job, I’m something like a rogue psychologist. No I’m not saying it’s the same, so for anyone thinking I’m saying that—stop. My job is to get into the hearts and minds of people and get them to do things, think things, and buy things. It takes a dash of science, and a pound of empathy. It’s exhausting, having deep, emotional conversations with people…
