More email sorting and answering. Along with reading Allen Shawn’s Wish I Could Be There: Notes From a Phobic Life. I envy his passages of carefully written autobiography, although I suppose memoir might be the better word. The bits of confronting his phobias contain an emotional power that echoes deep within me. I’ve noticed an… Continue Reading
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To bring it up to date…
Friday was the labor at the long post online. Saturday was the trip to and from Bard: two talks with fellow alumni, and then a failed attempt at Zombieland, that lead to minor panic attack that was soothed by sitting down in Times Square. Sunday was the trip to the Artist Book Fair in LIC,… Continue Reading
Rocky Road…
Rough Monday, but not for the usual reasons. Wandering from mess to mess in my house, which happens when I’m at home enough consecutive days to build up the momentum to clean, made me realize just how bad the cluttering has gotten in the past year. At one point I discovered a major mess that… Continue Reading
Return…
Tomorrow marks registration for the new academic year here at ICP. I started here seven years ago, which is a little hard to believe. It’s strange to still be wedded to the school year this late in my life. Even though I spent ten years teaching during the summer, September still means the beginning of… Continue Reading
Syltkitsch
Thanks to everyone who said such nice things about the broken pipe yesterday. It was unexpected. Evidently Sylt has some historical connection with pirates. I’m not quite sure what this consists of, but one of the themes of the tourist tchochkes here are things emblazoned with the skull and crossed cutlasses. Thus this winsome item… Continue Reading
Crunch…
Maybe it’s the return of my annual hay fever, maybe it’s some other creeping crud, or maybe it’s the unrelenting stresses of the past week, but I feel bruised, everywhere, inside and out. Tags: daily photo, emotions… Continue Reading
Fear of an empty inbox…
Like most of us, I’m overwhelmed by email. Thousands of messages piling up over time between work and home accounts. So today in response to a post on unclutterer I tried an experiment: I moved all of my email except for today’s out of my inbox and into an archive. I then went through and… Continue Reading
From dawne_vs_luna comes this question: “How has life been for you now that you have stopped therapy? Do you find yourself missing it at all? Life has been for the most part, very good. I stopped therapy after going for ten years, and my therapist and I wound down together, so it wasn’t an abrupt… Continue Reading