Month: November 2022

  • Thanksgiving

    Fall is finally here, and so is the fall break. I wander the empty campus wearing a hat and carrying a warm cup of coffee. Thanksgiving reminds me that almost ten years ago, someone told me to be thankful for my disability. It sounds awful without the context, so I have to expand on that…

  • What if?

    I’m sure “What if?” isn’t a unique question. Everyone wonders from time to time what would’ve happened if they were to take that job, go on that trip, say yes or no to an opportunity. Or, another angle: I’m the result of all the previous choices I made, all of the previous “Me”s, who considered…

  • Crossroads

    I’ve wrote many posts, texts and messages about my long-standing hate of walking. The thing is, I also hate metaphorical walking. That is, the one where you end up in a crossroad, which is of course symbolic, actually standing for an important life decision. What way should I choose? Where should I go? So many…

  • Buttons

    I love buttons. That is, physical buttons. It’s childish, but I like pushing them. One of the first things I’ve noticed here in the U.S is that most doors have big buttons next to them. These magical, fun buttons make the doors open, and spare me the need to put my weight and power to…