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Published by admin on February 26, 2019

Skinny Dipping, Fear and the Power of a Question

I did something I wasn’t supposed to do yesterday. After a date, I decided to take the scenic route home along the coast south on Ocean Boulevard. I hit a road blockage, though, but after turning around I spied an empty lot along the side of the ocean. It was literally a vacant lot,…

Published by admin on January 15, 2019

The Secret Gift of Growing Old

Growing old— a gift not all of us are afforded. Our bodies begin to fall apart— a tooth here, a hip joint there. We are but a car breaking down—in real time—before our own eyes. The emergency light is on— and there isn’t much we can do but watch it happening….

Published by admin on August 25, 2018

Bewilderment

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Published by admin on March 11, 2018

When Your Fate Hangs in the Balance

I’m talking about the decision to get married. I would venture to say that it’s the most important decision of our lives. And though we might say it’s reversible, its consequences may not be. Maybe I’m being dramatic. Or am I? Marriage is the default position of our culture. It’s what little girls are…

Published by admin on February 24, 2018

BAD FAITH

A la one of my favorite Frenchmen (viva la France!) after Camus, that is– Sartre discussed the notion of “bad faith.” What is bad faith? We were born into a world that already had a bunch of givens: how to behave how to live (though, ironically… not much of a manual for how…

Published by admin on June 3, 2017

The boy who was afraid to use emojis

There were emojis before there were emojis. We just did them, you know, without having to have a fancy millennial word attached. Take the smiley face, for example. Just a simple round line and two dots. When I was in middle school, I would watch girls write notes to each other; almost inevitably,…

Published by admin on June 2, 2017

Maybe

I told you it was about freedom, but that’s only half the story. Maybe it’s not that you’ll smother me or take my freedom; but that in submitting to your love, I’ll be annihilated. Maybe the me you’ll slay isn’t the real me, but the imposter posing as me. Maybe. www.alexobed.com…

Skinny Dipping, Fear and the Power of a Question