Category Archives: self image The older I get the more I’m aware that life moves fast. When I was a teenager I often complained to my mother about how slowly time was crawling along, and that I’d never be a grown up. She warned me that once you become one, it all goes faster and faster, and as usual, she was right. […]  Everyday life is not about big, important events, it’s about ordinary things that are almost unnoticeable—almost. When I had to buy new dishes for myself eight years ago I felt a combination of I can’t/shouldn’t spend money on nice things. I went to Ikea and got reasonably attractive, cheap inexpensive and serviceable white dishes. They were […]  I lost Cathy twice; the most recent time was about twenty years ago, and it still causes me immense sadness. I’m not sure what year it was; I know I was still living in New York, and it was Memorial Day weekend. I called her at her house on Fire Island on Saturday morning. “Carol?” […]  The flyers would go out an hour or two before the performance, but we always got a decent sized audience for each showcase the ALs put on. The ALs was what my siblings and I called our act; A for Alexander (my sisters’ last name) and L for my brother and me. Put that all […]  I used to swim, but it’s been almost seven months since I visited the pool, and I’m struggling getting back in the water. When I get in bed Sunday nights, I review my schedule for the coming week, and I figure out what mornings I’ll have time to swim before I go to work, and commit […] |
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