(I'm loath to write this post, because the well-meaning responses it may illicit will undoubtedly annoy me. But I write it anyway.) I've been grinding my teeth. I don't even realize I'm doing it. I grind my teeth when I'm reading, when I'm watching television, when I'm at work. Probably even when I'm sleeping. I … Continue reading The Grind
This Sunday, the New York Times ran an opinion piece by Edward Glaeser entitled, "Goodbye, Golden Years." In it, Glaeser suggests that perhaps looking towards retirement isn't the only way to envision our grayer years. He presents substantial numbers in the piece to compare the percentage of retired 65+ers now to previous decades, but the … Continue reading Never Retire
In less than a week, I will fly out of Nashville on my way to Seattle. But before I hit the Emerald City, I'm taking a detour through the Windy City. As you know, Chicago was my previous city, a city that encompasses all that I love about urban living. Getting a chance to return … Continue reading A Return Trip
I was starting to think Nashville was going to be my Waterloo. But a job has presented itself. A pathetic, low-paying job, but a job. To be fair, I get pretty pessimistic in every city. But there was a perfect storm of issues here that made this city seem especially hopeless: Relational, Mental, Economic (national), … Continue reading A Reprieve
Memories are the backbone of this 10 Cities project. What do I remember, what can I remember, what should I remember? I don't ever want to get so bogged down in nostalgia that I forget to live in the present, but reliving and retelling the stories of my time on the road are what give … Continue reading The Music of 10 Cities
Recently, while sitting in the back room of my job on a break, I was somewhat captive audience to a conversation between two coworkers that required a little personal research after the fact. The conversation spring-boarded off of the topic of the Texas School Board's destruction of legitimate education, turning to the tyranny of history. … Continue reading The words we say aren’t meant for anyone.
The process can be a difficult one. Here I am, just over two months out from my next move, and I am floating in that nebulous place yet again. I need to find an apartment in Nashville, without actually being able to see any apartments ahead of time (outside of what photos the landlords might … Continue reading Go do, you’ll know how to: Just let yourself give in to the floodtide
It was lonely for a day or so until one morning some man, more recently arrived than I, stopped me on the road. "How do you get to West Egg Village?" he asked helplessly. I told him. And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I was a guide, a pathfinder, an orignal … Continue reading How do you get to West Egg Village?