Tag: self
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A Billion Inner Lives
As I write this I’m savoring the quiet of a friend’s home, watching a backyard teeming with little lives. The favorite is a chipmunk, striped and small and round, bustling around the patio planter it’s made a home. Every so often it pauses on the corner like a gardener surveying fresh beds of vegetables. What…
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The Show is Over, Say Goodbye
Not too long ago, after 35 years and nearly 14,000 performances, The Phantom of the Opera dropped the curtain (and prior to that, the chandelier) for the final time on Broadway. Since its arrival, Phantom has been a pop culture phenomenon and a musical institution. My opportunities to catch the show have been in streaming…
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Living With Anxiety Brain
I can’t look at death and say Yeah But Not Me anymore. I CAN say Yeah But Not Yet.
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Locked Out
I yell at horror movies. Not scream. Yell. Like an exasperated, uncertified life coach. The main characters in typical jump scare-peppered torture porn are not life choice role models. I ask them why they’re not calling Triple A about that cut fan belt after their girlfriend just tumbled into the pool of decaying roadkill. I suggest they stay…
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Expectations (this workout’s gonna suck…)
Tuesday night was my first trip to the gym since last Thursday. While that might not sound like much time, it’s important to consider how many cinnamon rolls, bottles of wine, Christmas cookies, and slices of fresh bread transpired in just those four days. The word ‘debauchery’ becomes ‘de-batch-ery,’ this time of year, as I…
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Parenting My Thirtysomething Self
I’d like to think of myself as an adult. An adult that buys anything with unicorns plastered on it and believes in ghosts, yes; but an adult. When it comes to anything that requires effort, discomfort, self sacrifice, commitment or responsibility; however, that adult persona wields about as much real influence as the mother of…
Jen Koch 