Tag: coffee
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Well
On mornings like this one I’m worried about the fact that I don’t seem to be worried about anything. “It’s too early to worry,” I tell myself, while pouring another cup of French Roast. I’m like a sailboat of ease floating into a sunset underneath white linen clouds I can’t salt or pepper with adjectives […]
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Writing Desk
What’s wrong with this picture? I asked the wall opposite my writing desk. There’s got to be something you can say, I told it. Why am I even still here? I went on. But the wall didn’t seem particularly interested in being anything other than a non-speaking and non-thinking wall, and coming off edgy wasn’t […]
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Ginger
I know it’s not really the answer you’re looking for Ginger, but if the Buddha knew what he was talking about and Mother Teresa had it right, then I think it’s not who or what we love that holds us like a lover in a long t-shirt in the kitchen each morning while we’re waiting […]
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Lectern
There are those threshold moments during the day when you’ve just had enough of all the interruptions and want more than anything for people to stop entering the room for even good reasons, where instead of yelling at someone to shut up and sit the hell down, you turn your back on them and slow […]
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Coffee
“Would you please tell your coffee to stop attacking me,” Cynthia said. “You should have put more creamer in it,” I said. “You don’t have any creamer,” she said. “You act like that’s my fault,” I said. “Did you see that hippo in the paper?” she said. “Kind of hard not to,” I said. A […]
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Coat Hook
I’m not sure it’s healthy anymore to hang your integrity on a coat hook of fine ethics and take a seat at the table of morality for a meal that if it could talk would probably say hey idiot if you know what’s good for you, you’ll turn around. I thought about this this morning, […]
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The Spotlight
I didn’t know I always needed to be the center of attention, the way the center of a circle doesn’t know it needs the circle in order to be a center. I realized this tonight after asking myself why it is I’m always so attracted to fashion model types, and an insight came down the […]
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Cushion
When it comes to the loneliness epidemic and what I think about it, it’s seeing the good in being lonely, and loneliness in being good, that I find truly good. I came to this conclusion one night during the workweek, when, after having a really fine day at work, I found myself lying back on […]
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Sperm Whale
I’ve glided above and beyond the waves of my life like a sea captain who refuses to return to land. Even when I could see myself like a sunset on the horizon, I could never quite reach myself in time to make me happen. The search for self was as slippery to me as the […]
the real subject is always you 