Stirrings Amidst the Ruins
Seduced by the perceived glitter and riches of management, I rode the management roller coaster from giddy high to personal collapse. I painfully learned that being true to myself was the way out of the darkness.
A meditation on missed opportunities
Revisiting the neighborhoods of my youth reminds me of the sacrifices and contributions of my parents’ generation, and how these have endured and changed over the years. I meditate upon the missed opportunities that were given to me by an apparently happy childhood, and upon the possibility of redemption.
