What I’m Not Missing

What I’m not missing probably says more than what I am. The conditions brought about by the response to the pandemic may be a better gauge of personality than any assessment that has been created for that purpose. One assessment I took, over twenty years ago, declared me to be a “clear introvert.” All these... Continue Reading →

Gloom-Colored Glasses

I’m not unhappy; I’m introspective. Last week’s trip down Memory Lane seems to have left the wrong impression. I wasn’t feeling sad after my reunion, I just didn’t explain things well enough. I enjoyed seeing friends and classmates and the place I used to live. I am just not a person who can come and... Continue Reading →

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