A Quiet Corner of a Busy World
In a recent post, I mentioned “third spaces.” Third spaces can be defined as areas outside the home where two people can naturally meet for the first time and form a connection. A classic example of a third space is a bar, where it is acceptable and easy to have a conversation with someone with [...]
I am sorry this post didn’t come “next week” like I said it would. People wanted to talk, (some of them in person!) which delayed the writing process. I have already shared the bad news for singles and offered suggestions for what men can do to improve the dating experience (and have better success). This [...]
Won't you be my neighbor? Mr. Rogers I found this abandoned draft from March 11, 2020. You'll see why I abandoned it at the time. Enjoy this unedited time capsule! In a world where you can be connected to people half way across the globe, relatively few know the people in their physical neighborhood. I [...]
The pot on the stove was simmering and the hearty smell of lamb and potatoes wafted through the house. The bathrooms were clean. Books, papers, and craft projects had been corralled into the art room. At the risk of being too cliché, I almost felt like dancing with the broom while sweeping the front porch. [...]
A man wearing black pants and a blue polo shirt trudged home along the cracked sidewalk, sweating heavily and muttering under his breath, “On the bus route, huh?” It was true that this selling point had been an exaggeration in the rent advertisement which had caught his attention last month. On the other hand, it [...]
The unspoken warning kills. The mute friend destroys the friendship. It has been said many times that communication is the key to a healthy relationship. The sharing of feelings, expectations, preferences, and desires is important. I would say communication that stands up and tells the truth is just as vital. Today, feelings almost invariably take [...]
Writer's Block I sat down to write, But my ideas won’t hold words Strange, stuttering sort of author Three black crows cawing in the fog, All the songs I play are minor. I sat down to write, Of teacups, hearth, and heartache, But only poetry came out… But poetry brushed the prose out. Sentences incomplete [...]
When I was in college, I was practically inseparable from my two roommates. We talked about the most nonsensical and most serious topics, we drank tea, and we played grapefruit-filled pranks on our brothers across campus (it’s a long, glorious story). We loved to sing a cappella and received special joy from a repertoire [...]
Welcome To The Carriage House 