I was reminded by a sarcastic friend recently that I was in the second half of my life, as he used a clever metaphor with a soccer game saying I should be getting ready for penalty kicks. I nervously laughed along with his sick humor and then quickly escaped to Google statistics from actuarial tables, which confirmed that […]
Read more »Hey, isn’t that Jim over there? I’m sure he saw me, why didn’t he say hello? I bet he’s mad at me, because of what I said at the party. Whatever. I don’t really care about Jim anyways. But…is he really mad at me? In case you haven’t noticed, you have a mental dialogue going on […]
Read more »My internal clock. Or, perhaps my persistent restlessness tells me daybreak is fast approaching and I must hurry to capture the essence of what I seek before the dawn on this crisp morning. Strange, I ponder as I search for my left Nike, how one’s mind can selfishly ignore its own body to cater to […]
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