The pleasure, pain and growth of human connection.
If you cannot feel me through my written words Then you will never grasp me in person For my words are the architecture of my inner most parts. Secret things hung out to dry in front of you. —Scaffold of Words, The Impetaurian Francesca Woodman, Untitled, New York, 1979-1980. Gelatin silver print. Francesca Woodman page [...]
Introverts crave interactions of meaning and depth. Such connecting fills us up and depletes us less. Could physical touch be as fulfilling and meaningful as verbal caressing? Is connecting through touch comparable to emotional intimacy? Is physical contact more or less draining than verbal communication? Much like learning a new language, I'm deciphering the nuances and unspoken words [...]
My mind is cottony and my body feels like slabs of brisket. My energy is flickering like a wet flame. I am pushing through my day because I have to. There is no rest time in sight. The calendar and to- do list are full and people need/want me. I'm in introvert DOA mode. I'm here [...]
I'm a memoirist. All I know how to do is reveal. — Elizabeth Gilbert My creativity lies in my revealing, my sharing, my telling of personal stories. For a very long time, I only shared personal stories with my best girlfriends and even then they were mostly about boys/men, and not about myself. As a child, [...]
Back in my 20s when I was dating the first time, men weren't exactly beating down my door. I'd had two boyfriends in college and a sprinkling of making out and phone calls beyond that. As a teen and twenty-something I was not confident. I didn't feel interesting. I never led conversations at parties. I wasn't [...]
Dinner lasted four hours, going through two waitresses, countless water fill-ups and a Chapstick re-application. Even as we stood up to leave the conversation didn't dwindle. Our ideas and perspectives flowing from our mouths and minds with the effortlessness of breathing. Two intuitives igniting each other in the most collaborative sexy way. I am turned on. [...]
