I spotted her late one night while heading home. I was in my car, stopped at the red light when she caught my eye. The light turned green and I needed to move, but she did not leave my thoughts. The next time I was on my bike I sought her out. Would she still be...
I finally got around to watching The Grand Budapest Hotel, originally released in 2014. Yeah, that’s about right. I’m always really (really!) behind on movie watching. I don’t seem to go to the theater much anymore, but I regret not seeing this on the big screen....
Yesterday, I read that there are more than 80,000,000 photos uploaded to Instagram every day. As I thought about the enormity of that number, I remembered something a wise woman once told me. About twenty years ago I went swimming with dolphins. Not in a theme park...
I often ride solo, and deciding where to go is often based on my mood, the distance I want to ride, or which way the wind is blowing. Whenever I ride north up Sheridan Road, there’s a place I like to stop when I get to Winnetka. I discovered it by accident one...
There’s an old saying that urges us to stop and smell the roses. It’s usually offered as “friendly advice” when we’re moving too fast, not paying attention to what’s really important in life. I finished an early morning spin class...
As he stepped through the door I knew something was wrong. It was the expression on his face. The way he moved. And then I saw his jacket. Shredded up at the shoulders. And then the bloody knee. And the swollen elbow. And the bruised hip. And the jammed finger. The...
