Which is more of a sign of permanence: the lease that I signed on this house, or the four tropical plants I just planted in pots on my patio?

Which is more of a sign of permanence: the lease that I signed on this house, or the four tropical plants I just planted in pots on my patio?

Every morning I make that fateful decision – whether or not to take route 101 to work. It’s possibly the most stressful road around, and yet I still take it sometimes to make up lost time in the morning [more...]
It has been a year now since B and I broke up — or rather, B broke up with me — notwithstanding the occasional “reunion” here and there. It was nice having a boyfriend, it was definitely very [more...]
Today is the 25th anniversary of the horrific plane crash in DC, Air Florida flight 90 that went down between the 14th Street bridges. As with most shocking events, I can still recall that day. Ironically, I was here in [more...]