I’m pro-Independence Day, in the sense that I’m a fan of freedom and the right to bear arms. But there’s also something called the right to a decent night’s sleep: a key component being uninterrupted quiet. So tell me why myself, my cat DC, and the good people of Harlem and Morningside Heights, need to…… Continue reading Dear People Doing Fireworks All Night on July 4th: Kindly F*@% Off
My interest in Irish history is teaching me lots of cool terms, like shite and ta. But I digress – I need to tell you that it’s okay to feel okay about the things you are capable of doing. And that it’s not necessary to feel badly about those things you aren’t capable of doing.…… Continue reading How to Feel Good About What You Can Do (Versus Feeling Shite About What You Can’t)
“and I have become comfortably numb,” is what Pink Floyd song says in what I consider to be one of the most depressing songs of all time. When I look back at when I started using drugs, it was because I enjoyed feeling comfortably numb. It was better than the anxiety and depression and self-defeating…… Continue reading Numb / Detox / Relapse / Recycle ?
No one actually wants to go out to in them.
Riding uptown in a yellow cab, windows down, smelling the September air (surprisingly fresh despite this concrete jungle,) I pulled out my phone to snap a video for Instagram. I wished to share the moment with my followers, my friends, the world. But I quickly put my phone back in my purse, aware that if…… Continue reading Pics or It Didn’t Happen: Social Media and Sacrificing the Moment
Greetings from my actual mattress in my Manhattan flat! Yes, that’s right, the days of sleeping on floor like a squatter are over. My bed frame arrives next week, so I’m still living like a meth addict with my mattress on the floor, but this too shall pass. With the busyness of moving from Texas…… Continue reading Focusing On Joy Doesn’t Mean You Haven’t Suffered