I recently said that the characteristic I most needed in a companion was happiness - someone who simply was happy. While that’s still an important part of the whole package (and I’m not settling for less than the whole package), I’ve come to realize that the very most important thing that must be present is … Continue reading Honestly
Category: musings
For the last time
Yesterday I wore a sweater which definitely had seen better days. There were more than a couple of small, random holes (moths? burns?) that made it beyond repair. I almost took it off and discarded it, but instead made the decision to wear that sweater one last time, rationalizing that most of the damage would … Continue reading For the last time
Processing
I’ve been on a Rolling Stones kick recently. Maybe it was that tribute band I went to see a couple of weeks ago at The Hangar. I listened to them all the way on my run today from home to Troy, where I met my neighbor at event and caught a ride home. It wasn’t … Continue reading Processing
Asking to be killed
Watch this video. The situation in Toronto earlier this week was pretty dramatic - a man, a rented van, and seemingly, a mission to hurt and kill as many innocent pedestrians as possible. While it’s something we’ve seen before, there were two things that stood out to me as remarkably different. The first, the one … Continue reading Asking to be killed
Questions about a well-lived life
How many times a week do you conclude that your day was one that felt as if you had lived it well? Once? Twice? Maybe more than that? How do you personally define a day as “well-lived?” Is it measurable in some way? Is there a consistency in the components that come together to combine … Continue reading Questions about a well-lived life
(Not) Lost in translation
At work last night I saw something new – a rare occurrence when you’ve been a server for 35+ years. A couple, an Asian woman and white man who were dining, had a novel way of communicating with one another – an electronic universal translator. It really seemed to come in handy as they made … Continue reading (Not) Lost in translation
Two timing
When you consider that I didn’t really own a car* until I was close to 30 years-old, the fact that I now own two cars seems kind of funny. While my initial plan had been to trade my Volvo in, I’m really glad that I was able to keep it. I’ve achieved a balance between the … Continue reading Two timing
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