Category Archives: in the world

Writing is thinking: I’ve hear it often and I agree, but what about reading? To ‘fess up a bit, I’ve too often and for too long treated reading as mere input. As I’ve moved along in my doctoral program, the … Continue reading →

You would think someone with “strategic” as a strength theme would figure out how to avoid an all-nighter. Well, think again. The night before my last class of the term, I slept a whopping 90 minutes, spending the rest of … Continue reading →

Nearly every Saturday, he sits on the planter wall, a few yards from his “home” set up behind some shrubs. Every Saturday, I am torn by two compulsions: connection and protection. Very rarely, our eyes meet and soul glances at … Continue reading →

Week days, I commute. On the bus, rain in my ears, book in one hand and a pen in the other, my world is a sonic traveling office, interrupted only by sufficient distraction. Going from here to there is inconsequential … Continue reading →

For most of the year, my work days begin pre-dawn, waiting. After a usually well-timed and quick morning routine, I am off too the bus stop. The duration of my wait varies with the timeliness of the operator and me. … Continue reading →