Sitting with some friends at brunch the other day, I silently discovered a deep seeded problem I have. I am terrified to ask for what I want. Not simply, "I am a little nervous to voice my desires" but rather, "if I say what I want people will hate me and reject me and I'll… Continue reading Egg Whites, Please?
I have always hated revolving doors. I have never really been able to pinpoint why, but something about the pressure to keep moving... I think I'm onto something there.Maybe a revolving door is like life. It's one opportunity after another after another after another and so on. There are all these chances to jump in,… Continue reading Revolving Doors