Tag: life

  • Groundhog Argument

    Groundhog Argument

    Hello This is an angry post. I think it’s a justified one. What you will think after reading this? I don’t care. (I actually do, tell me. Please.) I just had an argument with my mother, but before I tell you about it, I’ll tell you that it reminded me of an argument I had…

  • The Curious Case of Benjamin Crying

    The Curious Case of Benjamin Crying

    I accidentally cried in front of people. And by people I mean my mom and grandma. And now, they think I’m unstable. I’m on a work trip and these women call, text, and FaceTime every hour at least. I’m not that sensitive, I promise, but every time they call and ask “How are you feeling?”…

  • Everything Everywhere All At Once

    Everything Everywhere All At Once

    I loved today. Today was the first time in 4 months that I laughed out loud, choking on my own silly words.  I’ve been running around juggling two jobs and working on side projects. I feel like a dead man walking. Or more like… a functional corpse. Replying to emails. Attending meetings. Nodding at things…

  • What in the Inception?

    What in the Inception?

    I don’t know how to live with a broken heart. Does anyone know?And can you teach me? I’ve had my heart broken before… this isn’t my first rodeo. But this recent one is a new one. One that I’ve never really experienced something like before. And I’m not talking about the hurt, or the pain…

  • Baby Don’t Hurt Me

    Baby Don’t Hurt Me

    I’ve been super overwhelmed. So much has happened in the past month. So much. I’ve never had to hold myself and beg her to be patient this way. I’ve been calm, accepting every curve ball. I’ve been practicing stoicism. It’s a nice concept that I often dabble with. But this time it’s been a lot…

  • Too Many Figs!

    Too Many Figs!

    I was sitting at a work dinner last night, with my boss and our students, while they discussed the upcoming assignment. How harsh I would be when marking it. How nice I’ve been with deadlines. I sat there and smiled, wishing I was somewhere else. I talked about other people’s ways of evaluating work. I…