Day 272 of 365: transcending “that’s because…”

“You could convince me to buy a bag of dog poop,” a young coworker said to me last week. I worked in and excelled at sales for many years, and was told I could sell ice to an Eskimo. I always saw it as a compliment and a good thing, but when young’n at work […]

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Day 73 of 365: your dream = adorable puppy dog.

I have a fingerprint. I know that’s, like, not a surprise. It’s a known thing. But it’s often forgotten, right? As in… We don’t go through the day making a freestyle rap about how we’re each unique (like snowflakes…¬†allegedly*) or how we each have our VERY OWN FINGERPRINT. *HOW DO WE REALLY KNOW. HOW.** **I […]

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Day 69 (teehee) of 365: throwing out the eraser

“I’m totally closed off to you right now,” I said to my therapist. “Okay,” she said, in her normal, allowing tone. She lightly smiled in the way that she does when she’s excited that I’m expressing distaste (because that’s a challenge for me–to tell someone they’ve pissed me off). “Last week, I was in here… […]

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