Recently, I have struggled with the silent anxieties I ruminate about. The buildup of fear is a bubbling cauldron with a lid unable to contain the contents underneath. The list would span pages if I allowed myself to meander my […]

My law partner and I are out of the office as we take a deserved day off. I’ll not apologize for not responding to your calls, texts, and emails because today is my day off from work. I will remind […]

In the past, I’ve been too rigid in too many aspects of my life. I have placed artificial time constraints that shackled me to a schedule in my head. And if I did not follow that faux timetable, the ensuing […]

In The Things They Carried, author Tim O’Brien captures the reason I write. He states, I did not look on my work as therapy, and still don’t. . . . [T]he act of writing [leads] me through a swirl of […]

F-ck the concept of time. I will pull the clock off the wall. I refuse to fret about leaving for & getting to work before 9:30 A.M. I will not routinely set the alarm (for 5:11 A.M.) that goes off […]

My girlfriend told me she killed a long black bug — presumably a cockroach — in the kitchen yesterday. She showed me the stain on the wall, the aftermath of the murder. I was distracted for the next hour with […]

I am fortunate to have a window in my office. The view of Haddon Avenue, a strip mall, and mixed-use buildings is not extravagant, but it is better than the four walls of a cubicle. And today, I saw a […]

I too often allow myself to forget that life is excellent. While Faith and I watched The Bachelorette last night, the episode showed a contestant shirtless. I remarked, “That dude is jacked.” I say something or think something similar when […]