Coming Out

The whole idea of needles, when you stop to think about it (which I'm already realizing is probably not something you want to do), is pretty medieval. Throw in the slightly kooky concept of vaccines -- which are often, but not always, an actual smidgen of the very sickness that you're trying to avoid --… Continue reading Coming Out

The Big Two Five

Twenty-five years, just about any way you look at it, is a lot of years. It's a honking huge number of years. A human being, any human being, will stumble from creation all the way into young adulthood in 25 years. A teenager who sticks around 25 more years hobbles fully into middle age. A… Continue reading The Big Two Five

Optimism is Hard

The relentless question, even after the arguing and debating and philosophizing is all played out, lingers: Would you rather live your life willfully and happily discounting the anvils constantly dropping from the sky, or spend your days nervously looking for cover in the hopes of sidestepping a few of them as they inevitably fall? I… Continue reading Optimism is Hard

Looking To Twenty-One

We're in the final hour, if I've timed this right, of the most memorable, awful, scary, weird, frustrating, infuriating year of our lives. Midnight absolutely can't get here soon enough. Springsteen warns about that kind of thinking, about rooting on tomorrow to come while missing out on today: My soul checked out missing as I… Continue reading Looking To Twenty-One

A Trip

Road trips, once long ago in my flat, dusty Delaware boyhood, held a special, almost spiritual promise. Getting away -- to the beach, to the mountains, on vacation, to Arizona as a young man, just anywhere, really -- was everything to me. It was the stuff of Springsteen (Together we can break this trap/We'll run… Continue reading A Trip

Quarantine Reflections

Years from now, when we're squeezed hip-to-hip into a stadium somewhere, or we're side-shouldering our way through a party, or jammed into a vestibule waiting to be seated at a noisy restaurant, these past few months will be little more than a gauzy, annoying tic in our collective minds, to be brushed away and left… Continue reading Quarantine Reflections