Every day is a surprise. I have learned that the act of making coffee (and maybe also smelling the coffee) is what wakes me up—not actually drinking it. I’ve learned that traffic isn’t so bad when you don’t have to fight it everyday. I’ve learned that if you actually like the work you do you […]

1. Traffic. There are few things more frustrating than going 5 miles an hour on a major highway, especially when you realize that you live 20+ miles away and, if you continue at that speed, it will take over 4 hours to get home. 2. Cubicles. I actually love having my own little space, but […]

1. People. While it’s true eight whole hours sometimes went by without me saying so much as a word to someone else, I still drove to work alongside hundreds of other commuters. I saw and heard people shuffle past my cubicle dozens of times a day. I shared air and space with others. It was […]

I never in my life thought I would know a Rama, a Rima and a Rafi, but I do. Rama is the boy I’m marrying, Rima is the girl who shares a house with me and Rafi is the boy she’s dating. It’s kind of funny, isn’t it? p.s. Do you fancy yourself a Movable […]

Lately, it seems, I’ve been doing a lot of sitting. In beach chairs anchored in the sand by a blazing bonfire. On a dark and windy two-lane road because there’s an accident up ahead and no other way to get home. In the backyard of a house in the middle of nowhere, playing made-up guessing […]

“I hate writing. I love having written.” —Dorothy Parker It’s been quiet. I know, I know, I know. I have to admit I’ve kind of enjoyed the silence. I’ve had a lot of thinking, planning and dreaming to do, and it’s been nice doing it in the comfort of my own head and heart. But […]

The days go by too quickly. So often, comedy strikes or I stumble across something beautiful or I just feel like saying “hello” — and then all of a sudden, like magic or lightning, it’s weeks later. But I’m tired of apologing. I’m tired of repeating myself. And, most certainly, I’m tired of being tired. […]

I’ve said it before and today more than ever it’s true: I feel like an old lady when I think about the Web, how far it’s come, how long I’ve been publishing and playing on it and how much it’s changed my life. As of Monday, I will have devoted six years to this web […]

This is one of the best things I’ve read all year: “Above all else, it is about leaving a mark that I existed: I was here. I was hungry. I was defeated. I was happy. I was sad. I was in love. I was afraid. I was hopeful. I had an idea and I had […]

For many, great ideas come to them on the toilet. For me, however, they come in traffic.