Category: improv
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Catch me if I can
Each morning, I fill a mug with water and microwave it for my soon-to-be peppermint tea. As the water heats, I gather my nebulized meds. I move my therapy vest to my location of choice—lately in front of the fireplace. I grab my journal and a pen, then head back to the kitchen to prepare…
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The Solar Saga: Reflecting on my goals for the year
Remember how I set the intentions to be more Simple + Deliberate this year? If not, you’re already caught up to speed. Since it’s nearing the end of February, it seems like a good time to give an update — in the form of a story. I was returning home from a walk one afternoon…
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My [current] best
I went to a spin class two weeks ago. It was hard. I used to go regularly, but that was more than a decade ago. On top of that, I was battling post-COVID-19 fatigue and felt like there was a fire raging in my lungs at certain points during the workout. However, I got off…
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Profess yo’self
Semester. There was a time I used that word frequently, but it faded into oblivion until the past several months. Before you think I’m going back to school, I’m not (though, dang, was I an amazing test taker). This semester I’ve gone back to college in a different way—as a visiting scholar. Basically, a visiting…
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A decade later and I’m still dancing
Ten years ago today, Ramón came to an improv show and was apparently smitten enough to send a friend request on Facebook. I accepted it because he was attractive, plain and simple. He loved to claim that I made the first move by messaging him, but that was after he looked up my name on…