Day 652 – The Day After the Anniversary
I still feel strange talking about 9/11. I wasn’t there. I was in Saint Paul, Minnesota. I was working at Ordway Center for the Performing Arts. I was sharing a windowless office at the...
The Ongoing Adventures of a Brooklyn Expat (and Breaking Bad fan)
I still feel strange talking about 9/11. I wasn’t there. I was in Saint Paul, Minnesota. I was working at Ordway Center for the Performing Arts. I was sharing a windowless office at the...
What matters in this life? How can one decide something that will have far-reaching implications, but at the same time might not matter at all? What is the “one thing” that must be honored?
No clear path. Increasingly there is no clear path… only compromises tinged with uncertainty and hinting at regret.