Observe. Observe. And Then Observe Some More.

Observe. Observe. And Then Observe Some More.

I already miss the cafes. I just returned from a trip to Paris and am yearning to just stroll down to a café to sit and observe life. The French have taken people-watching to a new art form, with the cafes designed to look out at the street life, not hidden away...
Almost

Almost

I was trying to fly out to DC that night for a business meeting in the morning and we were in the midst of a bad thunderstorm.   We had boarded a plane, but then had to deplane due to mechanical problems. Next we had to walk to another terminal to change gates. Then,...
Whose Life Are You Living?

Whose Life Are You Living?

I got the greatest complements from my sisters last week: They had no idea where I came from. Oh, don’t get me wrong: it’s not that there is anything wrong with my family, nor did I do anything so egregious. It’s just that I am so DIFFERENT than them. And to me, being...
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