Category: The Death Problem

Rapture. Toes.

Sometimes as I drive up 101 on the way to work I am seized by rapture. I find life to be a blinding light at

When Does It End?

I was driving to a customer meeting this morning. The sky was not so blue as usual. Jet contrails scudded across the upper sky. The

In Memory

Someone in my extended family died two nights ago. In the middle of the night. My daughter texted me to tell me. It was not

Job Misplacement = Anxiety

When I first misplaced my job, I was secretly thrilled. At least during those moments when I could put aside the fear of dying homeless

Peonies and Polaroids

Clearly the blogosphere is a new form of identity construction – as well as a new form of identity revelation. What’s most fascinating to me

High WASPs and Preppies

Another thing I do on the Internet to ignore the DP (death problem) is to look at things other bloggers post. They are pretty good

The Real Issue

I think the real issue here is that I can’t stand it that I have to die some day. This has bothered me in one