In Philadelphia last week, Mesco and I had a brief discussion of how introverted I really am. Somehow Myers-Briggs personality types came up and she took issue with my deep-seated introversion as part of my general INFJ personality type. (I…
Tag: But the Past Isn’t Done with Us
Summer Sojourn: Trip in Review
At some point, I will probably feel inspired to write more specific details of the second half of our trip just ended, replete with photographs and witticisms and anecdotes and the like. That day will probably not come in an…
The Sojourn So Far
About a week into the trip and still in the state of California. The smart money says we better get out of here before the state officially secedes by printing its own currency. If you think IOU’s can’t be considered…
“My Girlfriend, My Parents, and My Girlfriend’s Parents”
As fun as the round I posted last week was about Peter Pan is as difficult as the round I post today was. Since we’re going backwards, this round was just before and earned us the right to participate in…
I’ve Wrestled Bigger Crocs Than This
Sorting papers sure is fun… or something. In reality, though, nestled amongst years of dust and old bills are little moments, small time machines that immediately take me back to a precise day years earlier when I saw a movie…
Everything Must Go!
Garage Sale. Saturday. I need to pay my heart’s outstanding bills. A cracked-up compass and a pocket watch, some plastic daffodils, the cutlery and coffee cups I stole from all-night restaurants, a sense of wonder (only slightly used), a year…
Old School
My house is a mess. My life is kind of feeling like a mess too. So much stuff. What to keep, what to discard, what to try to sell in a climate where there are no buyers. Challenges all. Piggybacking…
Glide Series Finale
Last night, I had one of the most transparent dreams of my entire life. Fresh from some emotional goodbyes at Glide in real life, I dreamt that a bunch of people I knew in my life, consisting primarily of Glide…
Last Days
When I used to work at the Seneca Center for Children and Families, I spent a good part of my last year wondering about my last day. My friend Kevin was going back to grad school and gave plenty of…
A Poem on the Journey Homeward (or: Something Other than Duck and Cover)
I finished a book tonight that would’ve been more fitting to finish on my last day of work and it was all I could really think about as I was walking home from the train doing one of those walking…