Monday:Why don’t you spend the weekend binge watching British comedy on Netflix? Over the Labor Day weekend, I watched the entirety of Derry Girls, a charming show about an eclectic […]
Monday: Why don’t you buy property in some obscure town and then create a new identity and live there during the summers and visit on holidays? Anybody with an Internet […]
Monday: Why don’t you try a food you are absolutely sure you want to have absolutely nothing to do with? All my life I have been enraged at the idea […]
Monday: Why don’t you have your DNA analyzed? I know we’ve discussed this before, but it’s been such fun. Many people aren’t completely sold on the science yet and different […]
I felt quite drunk on sunshine. It was intoxicating. I couldn’t stop smiling. The sounds (the half that I could hear since I’m deaf now) and colors and the breeze blowing through my hair was everything I have been needing. I have been so bleak lately, but this hour out in the countryside restored a great chunk of who I used to be. I sat decadently in a nearby cemetery and watched as the sun sank into barren fields. The heavens were a riot of color and it felt like I had been thrust into an impressionistic painting. I felt quite alive.
Monday: Why don’t you spend an entire day watching Mexican telenovelas? Did I recommend this before? If so, I need to discuss it again, I cannot stop watching La Reina del […]
Monday: Why don’t you go to the doctor when you’re sick? One would think I would have learned my lesson when I preached this in my Multiple Sclerosis article. But […]
Monday: Why don’t you stop procrastinating for once in your damn life, put on some mariachi music, and get your house back into shape? I get so stressed out when […]
Monday: Why don’t you get to the cinema and see Coco, the new masterpiece by Disney and Pixar? I saw it this weekend and was delighted by the gorgeous animation, […]
Still I dared to dream. I didn’t dare tell Jessica that we were almost assuredly not getting tickets because she would have had a meltdown and gone into a psychotic and depressive episode that she might never emerge from. So, when I was bizarrely lucky enough to get a code the night before, I was extra nervous. So many didn’t get codes. I did, though. Then the morning came. Ten o’clock came. Reader, I have rarely been more afraid.