Crisis Management

Although I knew it was inevitable, I have maintained a foolish hope that perhaps this time would be different. There is a crucial hinge between optimism and foolishness, and it seems I swing toward the idiot’s side more often than I care to admit. Because I’ve chosen blissful ignorance over reality, I was startled when…

Tipping the Scales

I forgot the meal portion of my lunch on the kitchen counter this morning. I’m not going to write long about that bit of foolishness, since there isn’t much to tell besides my dejection at finding a granola bar and a moderately bruised and crooked apple in my lunch bag. It seems I only forget…