I Haven't the Foggiest

Tag: love

  • Try.

    Week 17… “Do, or do not — there is no try.” Listen, I know Yoda is spouting some Lucas-level zen philosophy about how inaction is action, and there are no half-measures when it comes to making choices, but there is power in that word: “try.” It is the middle ground of the binary; it is…

  • A Part

    Week 16… Sometimes being an executive admin can be a lonely gig. Unlike being assigned to a team and working on projects with others, a lot of my role (and the impact thereof) only becomes visible when things go wrong. When I succeed in my job, meetings are happening on time, lines of communication remain…

  • When the Going Gets Tough

    Week 14… … actually, I have no idea what the Tough do, because I am not one of them. I am getting frail in my old age — or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that I can’t get away with as much as I used to, as I inch ever closer to…

  • My Reel-ationships

    Week 10… Technically, I missed my goal of publishing something every week because last weekend, I had a headcold. Now, Meg with any sort of respiratory ailment is a pitiable thing — I hate colds, allergies, the flu, anything that makes me cough and spew mucus from my face holes. To be fair, I don’t…

  • A Love Letter

    Week 07… This morning I woke up with a thought to write about Love. I’m not going to offer anything new on the subject — both poets and cynics have written about it for millennia — but what is it about this complex knot of emotions and chemicals that we find so endlessly compelling? The…

  • 9 lives, 2 Personalities

    Week 03… I’m going to draft today’s blog post while at the café. There is so much I wanted to write about, but I haven’t been able to settle on a topic. So, I think I’m going to end up talking about myself, which… oh boy. I can’t help feeling like I am a black…