Life is an ocean of mixed signals. One moment, you ride high on the waves of your own chemicals: You hang ten; you mug around; you are the big Kahuna.…
Self-perception is a funny thing. The party line: define yourself. Be yourself. Be true to yourself. Don’t betray your roots (but if you’re a girl, go ahead and touch them…
Do I need a reason to share a bit of pretty? I’m going to go with, “no.” But just in case you need words to accompany your pictures around these…
Today in class, we were viewing and analyzing works by great photographers. One of the works we saw was by Minor White and titled simply “Sequence 4.” We stared politely…
I doubt myself all the time. Thank goodness life tends to happen to us all in spite of ourselves, because otherwise I would spend more time than is dignified in…
Some days are easier to chronicle. They just kind of jump onto your lap in all their dramatic glory. They beg you, PLEASE TELL MY STORY! LOOK! I AM TOTALLY…
Seventeen hours: that’s how long my days tend to be, give or take. They are not always that long, and sometimes they are that long by choice. But seldom do…
So the year starts and our minds, freshly unhungovered (or, in my case, fresh off an excellent night’s sleep, as I was lame and did not stay up to send…
Maybe you noticed; maybe you didn’t. But here I am to tell you that I’ve shaken the dust covers off and I’ve spruced up the place a bit. I hope…
This morning, I had a strange thought: if my wisdom teeth hadn’t ended up in a biohazard bucket, and if they were anthropomorphic teeth instead of having been strange vestigial…
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