Post-Carrots, Post-Sticks August 5, 2005 | No Comments | abuse, amor/armor, angst, becoming, identity, spirit, two-track At least I’d like to think I’ve somehow managed to move beyond both carrots and sticks, but when the sky […]
March 1, 2002 | No Comments | alcohol, angst, polska In a field near the airport with storm clouds blowing in and tears in my eyes, complaining about reindeer games […]
December 29, 2001 | No Comments | angst, film, friendship, holiday, polska, writing Letter to My Friend Colin: Survived (I seeem to be using this word more and more frequently…) an extremely formal […]