Loneliness

I find myself with some minutes to spare – a window between obligation A and obligation B. I have lots of work I could, should do, of course. But none of it is so pressing that it must be done now. I’m…

The other day, I wrote about some of my self-destructive impulses, about how, when lonely, I sometimes act (and often feel compelled to act) in ways that simultaneously exacerbate the sense of loneliness and make me feel responsible for that…

I don’t, generally, think of myself as being “above” gossip. Occasionally I purvey, and/or consume, gossip. More than I’d like. But the other day, I learned a particularly juicy collection of morsels of gossip. And it left me feeling… icky.…