Padding

I blame Buddha. I blame meditating. All this encouraging to open up has made me too… open. Vulnerable. It has made me anxious. Buddhism (in my readings) is about opening up. Not having any place to hide. Not pretending that what is happening is not happening. Actually, like, living your life as you go. It […]

Walking Home

We were walking wounded that night. She has white hair, and uses a cane. She also has the neatly layered mind of someone who could either be described as “mentally disabled” or “serene.” For my part, I was walking gingerly through a stitch of pain. A roaring charley horse had woken me up the night […]

Stepping Stones

As I mentioned in our last episode, I was recently visited by a screeching demon of a panic attack, followed by days of anxious malaise– all less charming than Woody Allen movies might suggest. One particularly nasty problem with a panic attack is that you feel isolated. Of course, you are isolated, to an extent. […]

Jellyfish

Having a panic attack at Disney World is the lamest thing a brain could possibly do. And I’m speaking as a person with a disturbingly overactive, relentlessly arrogant brain. It’s helped me accomplish a lot of work faster than others expected me to– I have a quick brain, that absorbs and sorts well. With the […]