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On Rubber Bands and Rejoicing, Dark Though It Is

So the rubber band that you wear to make you stop speaking useless words? – I can’t keep it on the same wrist for half an hour. 708 more words

The War From Where We Are

Spot to Visit: Wythe Hotel

I am one of those super annoying people living in Manhattan, who never makes it to Brooklyn, and complains incessantly when I have to go. 114 more words

Gratitude in Adland: taking a moment for what we often take for granted.

For the refuge it provides…

In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I’m compelled to speak about gratitude. After all, gratitude is the very definition of giving thanks. 399 more words

Scratching Hands Are The Devil's Workshop

That troublesome itching
It feels like life’s ticking
Scratching away while the devil is snickering
Bubbles float up on those darn histamines
Turning my eyes from all I could see… 31 more words

Poetry

Why This Thanksgiving Is The Worst (for me)


It’s Thanksgiving I guess. I’m having a hard time being thankful. While my family is gathered together, enjoying the cool fall weather, cooking and eating and laughing, I am here in the Middle East. 279 more words

Sometimes I need to just shut the fuck up and be thankful

Today marks Thanksgiving for those of you in the United States. While I am not American, I am lucky enough to have one as my partner and have several American friends. 368 more words

Reflect