Showing posts with the label Philosophy

Your life is my Prozac…

Today, someone told me that my life helped to amuse them and to make things better, like Prozac . The comment is pretty amusing. And, initially, I laughed just it off. My life can be pretty damned entertaining. Over the past month, I have been locked in a stairwell at work, changed my clothes in my car in order to ensure that I got a work out in, and have partied into the night. I also enjoyed an amazing, relaxing, and fulfilling, birthday. And those are simply the things that I’ll share in this blog. Upon reflection, the comment is rather deep. It is a statement about the role that we all have on this planet. Frequently, people ponder the meaning of life, but it really is simple. We are here to help one another make it through the journey. The person who called me her Prozac has been struggling lately. So, I am glad that my escapades can help lighten her load. In fact, let me stop writing and go create some more mischief. Surely, there are more people out that they

Burlesque isn't just a dance...

Recently, a friend read this blog. He enjoyed it, but he thought that it would be better if I revealed more about myself. Initially I was surprised by his comment. Then, I realized that he must have taken the blog 's tag line to heart. I do claim that this blog is about my life, desires and dreams. Lately, there have been tales about my life and the lives of those I know. I have also provided my take on current events . However, I have included very little about my desires and dreams. I have been holding back. I have hinted at what I really want and what thrills my soul, but I have refrained from going into too much detail. According to my friend, frequently, my hints have been too subtle. To be sure, I never intended this blog to be a diary or a confessional. My nature is to be private while sharing a pre-determined list of public intimacies. For a time, I specialized in keeping people at a distance while making them believe that they had penetrated my soul. I wrote the blog


I realized today that we create our reality. I spoke to two different friends who had each had negative experiences. I've known one of them for eight years. For the entire time that I've known her, she's been single. Not, fun, glamorous single. She's been somewhat lonely and sad single. Don't get me wrong, she has a full life--full of friends, a great job, and travel. However, she's never believed that any man could satisfy her need for a cosmopolitan existence. Indeed, she believes that American men are uncivilized, uncultured, and crude. Wouldn't you know that she just went on a date with an American who suggested that they have lunch at a place a little better than a McDonald's . Ultimately, he picked up his lunch. She picked up her own lunch at another place (he didn't pay) and they merely shared a meal. So, it was acutally the date that wasn't. My other friend just broke up with her boyfriend. She believes in her heart of