The first time you asked me, “How would you feel about moving to Texas?” I laughed.
I thought you were joking.
Because there was nothing on the surface that had ever called to me about Texas. And there were enough stereotypes about it being unsafe there for people who were different… » Read more
I think a lot about fear and selfishness. This is partly because no matter how hard I try, I can’t escape my own. Not completely. No matter how much my higher brain tries to override those impulses, there’s something else that lives within me that’s primitive, ever-present.
And sometimes it’s screaming like Hell. » Read more
A few days ago, I visited Dallas-Fort Worth for the first time. I’ve lived in Cleveland for about eight years now, having relocated here from Maine. But dream jobs happen when they happen, and they show up where they show up.
And the new dream job is in DFW. So it’s going to be home shortly. » Read more
When a Planner Can’t Plan
I’d been dreading telling my friends that I’m moving to Texas.
I can still vividly remember how hard it was for all my friends back in Maine eight years ago, the news that I was moving to Ohio. The hardest part of moving back then had been saying goodbye. » Read more
A while back, I wrote an essay called “It’s Easy to Convince Yourself That an Opportunity Has Passed Forever, But That Doesn’t Mean You’re Right.”
In that piece, I talk about how I’d ask for science toys for Christmas, but my mother would shake her head. She’d say, “You’ll blow up the house.” » Read more