by Michael Drone “I don’t want to talk about it!” Usually when a homeless person walks up to me they just want money or food, something along those lines. This was a new tactic, so I bit. He didn’t seem like the average sort, wasn’t drunk or strung out, just looked like he had a … Continue reading Riches to Rags
Tag: life lessons
Good Enough
by Emily Vulcano I threw up after most of my meals when I was young, because I had a boyfriend who would say to me, “Really? you’re going to eat THAT?” in the cafeteria. I lost friends after he said they only talked to me because I look like a slut. I walked with my … Continue reading Good Enough
Being Human
i'm just so sick of being human the vulnerability, the laughter the sudden anger and the need to eat a sandwich - sometimes all you need is a sandwich - and a string of fairy lights is enough to lull you to sleep a melody seeps in and transforms the singer as you watch him … Continue reading Being Human
Transitions II
Is this your twenties? Uncertainty lies in every direction while each day lasts a week, and each week lasts a minute. Is it Thursday already? Days pass filled with french presses and side projects for friends while you write songs about banana peels and laugh as you catch up with across-the-country old memories. Is it … Continue reading Transitions II
Stay Open.
I've been experiencing many dramatic changes in self lately. Opening myself up to experiences and people, trying to keep my guard down while simultaneously letting new ideas and beings into my life - both adventurous and safe? Venturing out of my comfort zone, while remaining close enough to the wall that I can still jump … Continue reading Stay Open.
Rebbetzin Jungreis
A wonderful woman and spiritual leader came to Chicago to speak tonight. I don't know how to describe her, or how to put into words the emotions she inspired within all of us. We, the chattering audience, were kept silent for an hour, stunned by her charisma and love for us, as Jews and human beings … Continue reading Rebbetzin Jungreis
Not Sure, Yet.
Had a conversation with a good friend today, and the chat went as follows: Me: Sometimes I wish I were a man Him: Sometimes I wish I were a wizard Me: Sometimes I wish I were an animorph Him: Sometimes...I wish I were myself. Me: Ditto. This simple transition into the question of "Who am … Continue reading Not Sure, Yet.
