So there I was, dozing on a late flight from Chicago to Vermont, my arm dangling down next to my seat. Next thing you know, I’ve sleepily grabbed the shoe of the guy behind me and am trying (in my not-quite-half-awake stupor) to figure out what it is. Thank God he pulled it back abruptly and said nothing.
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Misophonia
After all these years, I have an explanation for why I absolutely can’t stand listening to someone eat an apple. It’s misophonia…
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Changes in Latitude
I enjoy travel. I mean, I’d pretty much have to, or it wouldn’t make much sense for me to work as a trainer who travels all over the…
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My Searching and Fearless Moral Inventory
I apologize to the world. Yes, I know that statement sounds really stupid. But hear me out. I know that I often rub people the wrong way. I can…
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