Give Yourself Some Credit

Give Yourself Some Credit

I am always struck by what I see when I look out the window of an airplane. Looking down at the world from 10,000, 20,000, and 30,000 feet, I see things as they are, just not how I typically see them. Speed boats trailing a white wake look motionless, for instance, but they’re not. I … Continue reading

The Enemy Within

The Enemy Within

Marc works for Goldman Sachs. I know this because he’s told me four times. “I don’t want to work for Goldman anymore, though,” he whines, lighting a cigarette. “There are better places to work, and the difference between $300,000 a year and $200,000 a year doesn’t matter that much to me.”  I only nod in … Continue reading

I’m Off to Croatia

I’m Off to Croatia

“What’s a hashtag?” My aunt asks the room, as my Grandma June places her hands on her lap. My Uncle Ben peels the Fantasy Football draft chart off the taupe living room wall, and my cousins are dying, as my Aunt talks about my sister’s love of Pokemon: “She’s hashtag pounddeepinit,” she says, and my … Continue reading