Gimme a Break

Well, not really. At least, hopefully not, at any rate. Life deals in strange hands. The thirty-plus years I've been alive have taught me this time and time again. But lately that point has been cemented home a little more than usual. Yesterday, I went to the sports doc and was given a prescription for …

Civic Duty

It's a tradition that began in 2008 during the Presidential Election that eventually resulted in our first African-American leader. I was unemployed at the time and running, for God knows what reason, to the tune of four to five miles three to four times a week. I was 22 at the time. I was jaded. …

Good to be Mundane

Echoes. Reverb. It's coming back around again. It's that time of year when everything begins to wake up, and if you listen closely, you can hear the energy creeping, palpable, as if it had weight. The sun stays a little bit later in the evening. The morning greets us a little bit warmer. The drab, …

Train in the Rain

  This isn't the same sad, sappy story, merely a pensive mood brought on by gloomy weather pouring down outside my office windows. Because, unlike what happened a few weeks ago when I wrote that huge editorial about how to approach me with my illness, I've been quietly knocking down my goals one at a …