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My Relationship With Depression and Creativity
I have PTSD and major depressive disorder. Whether the former is responsible for the latter I may never know, because depression also runs in my family, and so it might have become a…
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Room 19
These walls. These familiar walls. Names and dates scrawled over every inch. Geometric patterns scratched anxiously into the light blue paint, mathematical equations he couldn’t understand. This graffiti meant nothing to Allen. It…
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The Waiting Room
Life is a waiting room. We wait. We wait in line. We wait in cars and on buses and planes. We wait for phone calls and mail deliveries. We wait for appointments, promotions,…
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Living in the Age of Distractions
We live in a fascinating era. We’re in the age of intangibility, of information, of personal branding. We have apps for everything: finance, social media, productivity, meditation, and travel. We even have apps…
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Love in the Time of Corona
We’d been hearing about COVID-19 for a few months. I didn’t take it seriously at first. I thought it was another media scare similar to Ebola from several years back, which never even…
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Waste
“Nobody’s seen The Smiths for weeks,” Jon told Rich on their walk home from school. “My mom said they moved, but at night I can see blue flickering, like a TV is on…
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It’s Just Water
The bombs fell in September. We saw the mushroom clouds blooming on the horizon and ran for the bunker. The air-raid siren wailed like a frightened child, cutting through what had been a…
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The Ravine
“I can’t” Laura said. “Yes. You can” Jay replied, “Feel this?” he tugged on her harness “and this?” he knocked on her helmet. “Yes, but-” “But nothing. These keep you safe. I’ll be…
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Le Restaurant de l’Homme
James straightened his tie as the limousine stopped out front of the restaurant. Mr. Frank Kravenport, the CEO of Kravenport Industries, surprised them with reservations to some French place where it was impossible…