I wrestled my backpack free from under the seat and unzipped its front. My fingers traced the pocket's compartments, searching for the rounded contour of my AirPods. They found nothing. Except a rock-hard, half-eaten Larabar from trips past. This is gonna be a loooonng cross-country flight. I did have a steaming cup of black coffee … Continue reading Newsletter #97: To Hell in a Handbasket, or…
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Newsletter #96: Honesty is the How
"You were a really good psychiatrist; I looked up to you," she said between margarita sips. "I never would have guessed." I guzzled half the lager in my right hand, then said, "Appreciate you saying that, really, but I suppose that says something in itself, right?" We chuckled, took a brief stroll down our shared … Continue reading Newsletter #96: Honesty is the How
Newsletter #77: The Moment Before Our Big Shot
During the timeout before a big shot, Michael Jordan would tell himself, "I've been here before." Then, Mike would take the big shot. As I type, Hurricane Helene is barreling toward our home in Western Carolina, bringing along a 1000-year flood. My wife and I haven't experienced a hurricane before, nor twelve inches of rain … Continue reading Newsletter #77: The Moment Before Our Big Shot