Beyonce’s Run the World: Girls blares through my headphones as I close the door to my apartment. Do I even need to lock it? I wonder. All doors in Germany seem to lock the second they shut. We’ve always got to remember our keys.
Half-aware, I exit the main entrance of the house and walk to the gate. Two ladies stand in front of my house chatting. I squeeze by them as I catch the eye of a man on his bicycle.
He smiles and waves. I start to smile but hold it back — better not to give him the wrong idea. Not like that’s much of an issue here.
My heels clack to the rhythm of the Rihanna’s Hard and my hips follow. My first pair of heels since 2011. I feel like bitch Goddess Lilith, I think. Maybe I should wear them more often, but this thought’s interrupted by the twist of my ankle over a fountain grate.
Not quite the grace I was hoping for.
And to think I used to dance in these!
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One night several years ago, I decided that I’d start to make tea after dinner in an effort to stop myself from drinking more than my alloted two glasses of wine. To my surprise, after a few minutes I didn’t really want to drink any more wine.
It worked! I thought. I’ve figured out this moderation thing! And it did work.
Until it didn’t. I began making tea later and later. Then I stopped making it altogether. This is just one of the many types of experiments I did during my moderation research.
Now I’m a tea fiend. I even make up recipes.
In order to share these findings, I’ve made a video for you. If you’re not keen on watching it all, I’ve provided the Cliff’s Notes below. [click to continue…]
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This weekend Sante and I finally got around to watching Ray, the biopic piece on Ray Charles’ life, or a portion of it anyway. After the movie, (which is worth watching — Jamie Foxx is brilliant) Sante said, “Those musician movies are all the same.”
I agreed, and added, “Honestly, all the stories about drug and alcohol use are the same. They always stop after the person gets clean. It’s like the only thing people want to see is the shitty stuff that happens before that.”
Sante shrugged and said, “That’s because bad stuff makes good stories.”
This is true. I’ve written about this before, albeit about good memories. And it dawned on me that for the longest time I’ve been trying to shift that somehow, as if I alone could change how people’s minds work. But what really needed to shift was my mind. [click to continue…]
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