Your Dreams and Visions
Do you have a dream? What is it? Or have you forgotten it along the way? Without a dream there is no hope of joy of accomplishment. Without hope there is despair. When living in despair life is d...
Do you have a dream? What is it? Or have you forgotten it along the way? Without a dream there is no hope of joy of accomplishment. Without hope there is despair. When living in despair life is d...
Someone bringing a bag of chocolates to work is one of those universal office-culture moments of joy. The presence of free little niblets of cocoa-based delight suddenly makes meetings a little less ...
Can you be too perfect? Aesthetic procedures are quickly approaching 'perfect storm' conditions in my city. She can be spotted perusing the aisles at Barney's, in downward dog at yoga class, and at ..
Whether we like it or not, most of us are influenced by the messaging behind luxury brands and some, if not all, of us have found ourselves reflecting on the concept of purchasing-abstinence lately. ...
I find nostalgia seductive, even if it can be a liar. I see snow and I think about making snow angels on Northern California hills. I smell pine, the real pine boughs of trees and wreaths, and I thi...
Stumbling through a dark, red and black tunnel, I saw a man in silhouette at the other end. In the dim light, I made out a long oar in his hand. He was standing in a small boat which rocked slightly...
My sister first greeted me by telling my mother to "return me to the hospital." She had flourished in undiluted attention for 27 months before encountering an existential threat: me. Summoned to my....
These so-called listicles are everywhere. The format may have started as a way for magazines to write thematic articles in a simple, digestible form, but it's become a beast all its own, inundating t....
People say I'm competitive. Recently, I even heard someone describe me as relentless. When I hear this, I must admit I'm a bit taken aback. But if I were to be truthful, I guess it's accurate. I g
**This story may or may not be a dream I had. :) I suppose it all began when I was Gmailing my pal, writing "Dude" in the mock-surfer-hispter lingo now affected by business squares everywhere.