Take me, for example. Not the best writer in the world. A reluctant writer. A shy writer, but I cannot seem to stop doing it. I have tons of journals in the basement; I am writing a book or trying to. I tried high school teaching once but couldn't stomach it. I Teach yoga instead, … Continue reading Why Write
Month: September 2011
A Nice White Shirt
Yesterday I went to wear my favorite long-sleeved white shirt from Land's End and found a hole in it. No matter how much I tried to ignore that hole and pretend it wasn't there, it was. This was the day I had been dreading. This was the day I knew I had to relegate my … Continue reading A Nice White Shirt
Hay
When we were in Colorado this summer, we stopped in Ward. There is a General Store in Ward, and inside the store (where, for some reason you weren't allowed to take pictures) there was a sign that said: "Hay. Did anybody see the fight on the corner Friday night? If you did, Pete, the sheriff, … Continue reading Hay
Rowing
I went to the gym last night after yoga to do my rowing. This was a mistake because the place was packed with students, and not only that, I forgot about the whole “proper footwear” thing, and was in my Mione's and my feet kept slipping out of the straps, which was annoying. The two … Continue reading Rowing
A New Kind of Snarky Optimism (with spittle)
I am giddy with the prospect of September even though I thoroughly HATE September and everything September stands for-- except for (maybe) the prospect of "new beginnings" which, to be honest, every month has the potential for, on the first day of its bad self. But after that first day is over, September is especially … Continue reading A New Kind of Snarky Optimism (with spittle)