Under a parking garage on 8th Street at Filbert, there is a storefront with big glass windows and the Philadelphia… Read more parking

A friend has a cold, and asked me if I wanted her tickets for last night to a talk at… Read more sound bites

At times, I notice I am in a bad mood, and I decide I should do something about it. Of… Read more fixing it

Every day, I write an entry in my handwritten journal, and often, because it’s one of the first things I… Read more meaning

I commented in conversation yesterday that I have had to give up doing push-ups for the time being. Oh, I… Read more public knowledge

Today, a trans friend asked me, “So, you’re nonbinary, right?” and, unaccustomed to the question, I fumbled for an answer… Read more identity