Looking back, looking forward.

It’s been a year. An eventful one. The last thing I remember prior to 7 A.M. on May 17, 2018 was the anesthesiologist showing me an ultrasound image of the nerve bundle in my leg she was about to block. She told me it would last 24 hours. And then… The next thing I remember was waking up thrashing, ripping…

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Hate

The world is filled with hate. I struggle with it. I fight it in myself all the time. But I have to finally admit it. I too am filled with hatred. It’s bursting from within me, it fills every fiber of my being. I struggle to contain the hatred, on a near-daily basis. I am literally triggered by it. It…

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Morning

  “It’s Morning Again in America”. I’m old enough to remember that phrase, from a storied TV commercial from Ronald Reagan’s 1984 presidential campaign. It was such a hopeful statement. Morning’s represent new. The dawn of a new day.   I’ve never been a morning person, figuratively, or literally.  My mornings for the last few years (i.e., the smartphone years)…

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Present

I’ve been present, but quiet.  I’ve taken a short sabbatical from writing. The impetus for creating Genuine Fake Watches was to share my thoughts in longer form and with more thoughtfulness than social media allows. I've been present, but not ready.   I’ve been present, but also very conflicted. I like social media because it enables me to stay in…

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Dreams

The word "dreams" can be a noun. You might say: “last night, I had a dream”.  Another usage is aspirational. You might say: “I dream of being a good person”   There is also an adjective usage of dreams representing something desirable: “it’s my dream that everybody just get along”.   Dreams are a fascinating subject.  We all have them, sometimes good,…

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Suspended

I write this suspended in the air.   38,000 feet, somewhere over the Atlantic returning from a long, long journey overseas. Feels like forever. Actually it was two trips, with a return to the U.S. in between. Atlanta-Tel Aviv-Atlanta…four days at home….Atlanta-Tel Aviv-London-Atlanta. That was much of April and I have yet to be home in May. Ten separate flights…

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