We’re All Losing Ourselves in Wayward Narratives

We all know that agonizing feeling of accidentally dropping something we value. For a fraction of a second, as the magnitude of our carelessness sets in, time stands still. There’s no anger or frustration yet; that comes later. For now,…

Hyperhidrosis: The Silent Handicap

Imagine your life, exactly as it is, but harder. I don’t mean anything in particular: I mean everything. Every decision, every action, every moment. All harder. Picking what to wear? Tortuous. Greeting a colleague or loved one? Embarrassing. Writing a…

There is Nothing More Precious Than Time

Author’s note: a version of this article was published by Elephant Journal in 2016 under the title The Tyranny of the Clock. Time was, I had all the time in the world. As a child, and especially as a teenager,…

Paul

There’s a story I’ve intended to tell for years. I’ve tried to but lacked the words. Perhaps I was too close to it; perhaps I had to work through my feelings about it; perhaps I couldn’t see the virtue in…

Alexander: The A to B Cut – A Fan Edit

Epic | adjective ep•ic \’e-pik\ 2 a : extending beyond the usual or ordinary especially in size or scope After the critical shellacking of the 2004 epic Alexander, I imagine director Oliver Stone wringing his hands, thinking, “They didn’t like…

Life is a Game. Play, Cheat, or Drop Out.

I made a big mistake today. It’s my fault entirely. I knew I shouldn’t have done it, and I regretted it immediately. There were so many better decisions I could have made—so many better ways to spend my time. But…

A Few Poetic Lines on Perspective

The following short paragraph was written circa 2011. I uncovered it again this evening: Perspective is subjective. We can conjure tears for murderers and froth-flecked venom for saints. We can shun a simple truth and treasure a proven lie. Billionaires…