This morning I did not yoga. The pup and I did a quickish jaunt about the block after I washed the dishes, set them to dry and tossed a pork loin into the crock pot. In the middle of all of it I spilled something, lost something (how in this tiny apartment?) and reached out … More Why the rush?
A few days ago, a friend posted a picture of our 1982 JCHS debate squad following a successful tournament weekend. In the photo, we are gathered around a few trophies. Our expressions range from glee to terror to indifference. I am the terrified one. At 15, I had no idea what I wanted to do or … More Being Important v. Doing Important Work