No one should be controlling, but everyone needs a sense of control.
When I feel a distinct lack of control, when anxiety rises up in my throat, there’s my trusted iPhone in my pocket, on the table, beside my bed, never too far away to grab at a moment’s notice.
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On it’s face, this piece from The Atlantic makes sense:
Of course conservatives and liberals are wrong about each other. We don’t understand our fellow humans across a whole range of areas, including race, gender, politics and more. Particularly now, when we’ve segregated ourselves socially, geographically and by media provider.
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It’s around 10:30 PM, but I can’t be sure.
Lines of salt residue have collected on the lenses, obscuring the time. I shove the glasses into the vents of my helmet; I’ll be climbing for a while anyway. The top tube of my gorgeous race bike, slender and athletic, is…
Doctors and scientists say the COVID vaccines are safe and effective, but they’ve been winging it since the pandemic’s beginning. First, masks won’t help. Next, only N95 masks will stop virus particles. Then, hey, do you have an old t-shirt you can cut up and tie around your face?
The…
It has been 44 years since the term “glass ceiling” entered the management lexicon during a panel discussion about women’s aspirations. …
I changed from my sweaty gym clothes with a smile on my face. That game was good. Really good. …
I have begun spotting. And what could spotting be at my age except a harbinger of perimenopause which is a harbinger of menopause? Last night I asked Google, What causes spotting? Why am I spotting? How long does spotting last? Then I asked Google to go deeper: Show me images…
If you haven’t seen the Christmas photos of families posing with AR-15s and handguns on social media, then I apologize for bringing them to your awareness.
A family or a group of friends stand smiling with weapons pointed in all directions, the Christmas tree glittering in the background. …
We’ve all been there — it’s the middle of cold and flu season. A co-worker comes in to the office, hacking and sniffling. Everybody around them says that they should just go home and take care of themselves, but the sick colleague won’t. There’s an important meeting, or too much…
In elementary school, I was a flutist in our symphonic band. The stakes were low. But when you’re 12 years old, and you feel like you’re finally a part of something bigger, well — the stakes didn’t feel so low. Band competitions and performances would rack up a considerable amount…
Oddly specific. Universally applicable.
