This Post Will Be Unworthy of Me.
Warning: sullen, unheroic sentiments dead ahead. Sometimes it hurts me when I am not included, even if I don't really, deep down, want to...
2016: The Year of Finishing
Lots of things are over, including 2015. When I think about all that happened last year, it feels like a lifetime. I went to India, and I...
Famous for a Reason
I have practiced yoga for a long time. Still, certain asanas (poses) make me feel like an amoeba; others trigger my fear of death. I see...
Gateways
Recently, as I was stomping through JFK's Terminal Four on the way home from an eleven day adventure in New Orleans, I glanced left at a...
Ceasefire
This warrior is exhausted. It's been a long road back to health. Bad mammogram, biopsies, lumpectomy and axial dissection, napalm-level...
Summerstreets
I have a super girly pink bike. She's my fourth since I began two-wheeling my way around the NYC streets from place to place. The other...