Category: I’m Cultured

I finished To the Lighthouse. It’s one of those books that I can’t say whether I liked or disliked. “How then did it work out, this? How did one judge people, think of them? How did one add up this and that and conclude that it was liking one felt, or disliking?”― Virginia Woolf, To the […]

I am done with my mindfulness exercise for today and I am feeling slightly high and quite sleepy. Yesterday I was able to do 10 minutes of “Breathing in, I know this is an in-breath. Breathing out, I know this is an out-breath.” I think I had forgotten what it felt to consciously control my […]

Today I took my children on a clandestine mission. We met their grandfather at the airplane hangar where he works and then we exchanged a hug for toilet paper, two things that are hard to come by these days. This was our second daily adventure. Earlier, my children went on a virtual tour of the […]

It’s taken a pandemic for me to realize the severity of my self-isolation. Now that everyone has to practice social distancing, and is depressed and stressed from it, I realize just how normal it is for me. The pandemic phenomenon has made me feel more like I’m part of a community. That is, everyone is […]