Years ago, when I was a grad student living in DC, there was a particular walk I’d take in order to get from my apartment to the Georgetown campus. Actually, there were two routes I could have taken. But only one of them would also take my to my yoga studio at the time, which was my first stop of the day. The walk was about twenty-five minutes, which doesn’t sound very long when I write it down. But twenty-five minutes is a…

A while back I read a quotation from Diego Perez, who goes by the pen name of Yung Pueblo. It said, Maturity is knowing that when your mood is down you should not trust the way you see yourself. I happen to be down today. It’s not sadness or melancholy so much as overwhelm and fatigue, which has been an on-and-off-again theme this year. I’ve been sitting here for the past hour feeling awfully frustrated with myself for a whole catalog of reasons….

I’ve been back from traveling for a week now, and I’m easing back into things. I had a lovely holiday. I told myself I’d work a bit on this trip, but as soon as I left New York, I decided not to. Nothing, I realized, was so terribly important that it couldn’t be dealt with in two weeks’ time. In the words of a former boss of mine, “the lives of children do not hang in the balance.” I shared some photos on…