Late night thoughts in Lucca about Sinéad O’Connor

The sounds of Lucca woke me after what had been a poor night’s sleep. I don’t blame my fitful and interrupted sleep on Lucca; it’s simply how my nights are at this point in my life. The occasions when I manage to remain asleep for more than four or five consecutive hours are pretty rare. … Continue reading Late night thoughts in Lucca about Sinéad O’Connor

Fear. Less.

You might be surprised to learn this but, I hate flying. Between my tendency to experience motion sickness and my discomfort with feeling as if I’m not in control, flying prompts intense anxiety before I even board the plane.  Monday night’s eerie smoky sky sunset with its post apocalyptic vibe did not quell my nerves. … Continue reading Fear. Less.

The cost of living

Since first hearing about the Titan submersible situation I was pretty obsessed with following the story. I mean, how could you not? The coverage was unavoidable and updated with a frequency akin to costume changes at a Taylor Swift show.It was a compelling story, though, wasn’t it? The whole race-against-time-to-save-the-lives- of-5-adventurers-on-the-excursion-of-a-lifetime to observe the wreckage … Continue reading The cost of living