On a bad day.

Thinking about how when my friend Greggie and I were depressed or angry, we’d get in the car, drive for miles on the freeway, and yell at the top of our lungs: “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”  

Monday morning blues.

Anyone else ever wake up after a long, fun-filled weekend and feel a sense of dread? It’s Monday morning after Memorial Day Weekend and I awoke feeling so heavy and uninspired. The bizarre thing is, I love the work I do. I have a great life. There is nothing at...

Crabby.

Yesterday I wrote an email to a colleague and I mentioned to her that I was feeling cranky. Or maybe it was grumpy. Or crabby. One of those words that sounds like it could be one of the Seven Dwarfs — the one deliberately kicking Happy in front of him as they...