Days of Magic

Songs take me back to particular moments or windows in my life.  Music is transcendent like that.  Growing up, after morning swim practice in the summertime, we would go to my friend's house and listen to Jagged Little Pill on repeat the rest of the day.  That album was very much the soundtrack of my... Continue Reading →

the way way back

Blasts from the past.  There really is now way of avoiding it when you meet up with old friends, which is what I did the other day.  Names came up that I haven't thought about in years.  Old roommates, apartments, past relationships and jobs - you name it, we talked about it.  It seemed like... Continue Reading →

I’m Old(er)

I find myself wishing I had the body I had 5 years ago.  Then I remember at that age, I was wishing for the body 5 years before that.  Sometimes I walk into rooms and forget why.  I'm so stubborn I'll stay there until I figure out why and now valuable chunks of my life... Continue Reading →

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