I blend.

I’ve written before about being brown in a black and white world. It really is, I think an advantageous yet unfair position because I can sift in and out of both worlds, all worlds. No one knows what I am and more importantly, what side I’m on. I sit on...

Travelling

On facebook today I saw a post on a story called Kafka and the doll. The story goes that Kafka, when he moves to Berlin, meets a young girl who is desolate over the loss of a beloved doll. Kafka helps the girl look for the doll and when he can’t find it, he...

Guilty as charged.

I have a very nicely paved road to hell. Immigrants, before they come to America, they imagine the roads are lined with gold, the buildings gleam with their inlaid silver, and that the cars exhaust is filled with perfume. They are not prepared for the reality of what...

Know thyself.

We think we do a decent job. We get up, get our coffee, get our kids off to school (hopefully with minimal long term damage to their psyche) and then head off to work ourselves. There, we sit at our desks and computers and we toil away. Maybe we make some calls or...
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