pâro and home remedies

Somewhere in the 13th hour of the workday, I hit a wall. Words were swimming on the screen. “Why can’t I ever get done?” Defeated, I got up from my desk and headed to the shower, armed with the new lemon-sage body wash and shower gloves that Amazon had just left at my front door,Continue reading “pâro and home remedies”

A fiscal, physical, metaphysical fast

I guess you could call this fasting.  Since August 26, I’ve not posted on social media. I did sneak and check it a time or two (each day) until Thursday, September 3. This is my 7th day cold turkey. Coincidentally, we are also on a VERY tight budget until the 15th, so I haven’t beenContinue reading “A fiscal, physical, metaphysical fast”

Going the distance

They will judge you whether they know enough to do so or not, because a lie is the shortest distance between a stranger and a threat. Certain skin, shapes, tongues, ways of loving and of seeing God(s), the way your body moves or doesn’t, these are no mystery though, maybe, magic. You are a map,Continue reading “Going the distance”

Status

I’ve decided to get off social media for a while. I don’t know for how long. I do know that it had become a terrible time-suck and source of emotional self-flagellation. You see the posts. You read the comments. You click the links. You watch the videos. You hate everything. You “like” other things. Repeat cycle. IContinue reading “Status”

7 thoughts in 7 days off social media

It has been 7 days since I logged off Facebook and Instagram for a while. I’ve had lots of thoughts in that time (like “how can I get someone to find the boy Leila likes on Instagram and see if he has ever posted any shirtless pics without sounding like a sociopath?”). But here areContinue reading “7 thoughts in 7 days off social media”

Making Space or Whatever

I decided, rather abruptly, to take a break from social media. No Facebook. No Instagram. Haven’t tweeted in years, and only snapped like once, so no change there. I wish there was a deep reason. Something about transcendentalism or enlightenment or minimalism or mindfulness. But I can’t make such bold claims. Really, I think it’sContinue reading “Making Space or Whatever”

Because April is the cruelest month

Teachers know. April is the cruellest month Houston doesn’t really have much of a spring. Can you even call it spring when there wasn’t really a winter? No. April is early summer. Temperatures in the upper 70s, low 80s. Longer days. Sun. Thunderstorms. The weather itself mocks both teacher and student. It feels like summer.Continue reading “Because April is the cruelest month”