I think I got cocky about my "new" rhythm, assuming (incorrectly as it turns out) that in the nine days since my first round of this unease, I had shaken it and formed a completely new set of habits that would just carry me going forward. I was utterly certain that Dr Marry could come visit (wouldn't change that, regardless this dumb day's outcome, likely in part from that disruption) so far into my time away that it wouldn't throw my routine into chaos. Turns out my confidence was misplaced.
Raise your hand if you learned something
Hey, guess what? I gave a TEDx talk at the University of Mary in 2016. I had kind of forgotten about it until I found it on Youtube when I was looking for something else this morning. The invitation was inspired by this Forum column I had written earlier that year and because the theme was ARTiculate. A few thoughts about my TEDx talk: Holy moly–I took repetition to a whole new level! (Would have been nice if someone had said in the creation phase, “You don’t have to repeat the same phrase 400 times.”) Wait! So you do or do not need good art and culture????? Right before I…
The end of an era
Yesterday Dr Marry and I saw The Rise of Skywalker, the final Star Wars film (although I feel like Star Wars* is like The Rolling Stones or Cher–I’m not absolutely certain they understand what the word “final” really means since they seem to announce their *final* world tour again and again). But I digress… As previously mentioned in this blog, I often have a physical reaction to things ending. But this felt super heavy on my chest because I saw Star Wars (you know, back when it was just called Star Wars because we didn’t know there were going to be 600 of them) when I was four; in fact,…