Tag Archives: change

my situation

I’m sitting here, in the last hour of my workday. I have not spoken to a single sentient being since the weekend, although I’ve exchanged quite a few words with 20-something males. My workplace is a very testosterone-infused, fraternity-like culture. What … Continue reading

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i just finished reading The History of Love by Nicole Krauss, which i didn’t think i would like at first because the first few chapters had that cute/clever feel that turns me off of so much contemporary American fiction, and leads … Continue reading

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sun exposure

shortly before performing the skin cancer surgery, the surgeon asked me if i had been exposed to the sun very much as a child… which, upon reflection, confused me. at first i thought she was asking if i had been … Continue reading

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3 seconds later

i am not the organism that i used to be this is simply an observation, not necessarily a criticism i am not alone in this respect, i tend to think who amongst us are the same organisms we once were, … Continue reading

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detached

these disorienting days trying to orient myself to my new full-time work schedule with this new job. the rush to the trains. the rush back from lunch. the rush to the trains. the gym. the shower. the bed. in between … Continue reading

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where i am

when i look back upon my blog posts, it pains me to notice how repetitive i can be… writing the same things over and over again using different words in different combinations … but always always the same things. such … Continue reading

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fibers

i try my hardest, with every fiber of my body and soul to not talk about this, but it’s eating away inside me. i don’t even know where or how to begin to describe my loathing of my job. so … Continue reading

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