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Success is for pussies, it’s failing that makes you strong
I was trying to put down my thoughts to someone about what it is like to want something, go for it, fail at it miserably, and then revisit the same endeavor in a different manner years later, go for it, fail at it. I can’t help but wonder – is the universe telling me to stop wanting this in my life? Should I leave this subject alone? I remember standing in line at the grocery…
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Contradictions abound – but risks are worth the rewards
On the same day, at the same time, in the same country – mo homo news. Croatian news report a sign erected on a beach in Split that says NO GAYS ALLOWED. People interviewed say, “There are children here.” In a parallel universe, the Croatian coast is named as one of the top ten gay destinations. Go figure.
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Either I was sad and it was happy, or it was sad and I was happy
Started watching John Sayles’ Lianna last night about a straight woman who falls for her female teacher. It’s an older film with all the anachronistic quirks of the year it was filmed – it moves sometimes like a play – but what struck me are all of the casual scenes where they are together in public and one of them says, “I wish I could hold you right now.” Or “I wish I could kiss…
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And I think I’m going out of my head…
Up at 5:30, everyone got their walks, including the Bean who pulled against the leash the whole way to the point I was dragging her. Bam escaped but resurrected for breakfast. The morning light was pink under a dark layer of clouds – portents for today’s storm. No one vomited under cat watch, although they left something by the front door as a nice fuck you. At my desk to start the day and the…
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Sicilian gris gris
Last night, in a little bit of a funk, I took the dogs out for a final stroll. There was a pleasant breeze and the temperature had lightened up from the heat of the day. I saw my neighbor looking for his cell phone and we were chit chatting. He said that he was so tired yesterday from riding the rough seas he almost fell asleep eating, which got us to talking about Mama Cass.…
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Finding perspective in all the wrong places
From the start of this morning when I rolled out of bed to the sound of the Cabrini bells and felt I was late, late, late, for a very important date – I sensed a Monday of proportions bearing down on me. Needing to get to my desk and having added two more animals to the routine – Arlene got short shrift on her walk. Loca got completely shortchanged. And when I went to take…
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Humongous to teeniest
If I am the center of my world and what I know of the world is how things reverberate against me – then I would have to say every event last week informed another. Sadness about a friend’s child gave me perspective on issues ranging from world economics to car accidents, joy in my life was tempered by loss in other’s lives, my sunny mood was tried and twisted by failures with silver linings and…