You know how some days your coffee tastes extra good? Today is like that. Mmmm, coffee. In other news, California is going into a partial lockdown this weekend in an effort to curb the spread of Covid-19, which is to say that the governor issued a curfew curtailing public outings and/or gatherings between the hours
There seems to be a sense of expectation hanging in the air, at least here for me. Some of that is the fact that after months of unemployment, I will be starting not one new job on Monday, but two! I pretty much won’t have a life here for a while, but neither of them
Any normal June 1st would see me waist deep in preparation for San Francisco’s Pride Festival and Parade, which usually happens near the end of June. I’d be planning training sessions for my volunteer groups and their supervisors. I’d be fielding phone calls from first time volunteers over the phone, holding skype calls to help
By and large, left to my own devices, I am a night person. I’ve adapted to getting up early, so that I can get on less crowded trains to get into the city to go to work. Getting up super early requires going to bed super early. It took me a long time to get
I feel like there should be something witty or comforting to say right now, but the world around us is falling to pieces, people can’t work, can’t make money and the bills still come. All around me people who work in stores and salons and theaters are filing unemployment claims to try to scrape by
By the time you are reading this, I will probably be somewhere on the road between Paris and Milan with my good friend and some good music at the start of our epic Italy road trip. I figured since my normal Wednesday post would be pre-empted by a travel day, I’d pre-write it! I’m such
Happy Friday, Readers! It’s a wet, wet day here in San Francisco, but I’m safely in the office and the coffee is hot! I thought I’d take a minute today and talk about one of the “issues” I battle everyday. See, I’m an agoraphobic. Taken literally, the translation from the greek means “fear of the
I have a form of agoraphobia. I’ve stopped saying “mild agoraphobia” because then it gets dismissed as not a problem and then people don’t understand why I have days like today. Today, I woke up feeling anxious. My heart was beating fast, and when I thought about leaving the house, the beat picked up momentum.