It’s after 1 a.m. on a Saturday night/Sunday morning and while I’m ostensibly doing work for a class I’m taking, I can’t stop thinking about a phone call I received today. The bottle of wine I just finished is helping with the deep reflection, just FYI.
Last month, I turned 38-years-old. I don’t immediately think of myself as a man in my late-thirties. I’m still struggling with the idea that I’m an actual adult. It’s not that I feel 18 or 22, but like almost everyone else, I think of myself as some vague, younger version of me. Age has aContinue reading “A “City Slickers” Birthday”
It’s often misguided – and sometimes even dangerous – to put value, worth, and emotion into inanimate objects.
We weren’t going to go.
Nas and The Notorious B.I.G. are two of the greatest rappers in history.