Two years ago, an unlikely place held a valuable lesson for me. I’m not sure I deserved it, nor I was proud of how I got it, but it was mine, nonetheless. 2021 proved to be exceptionally challenging, perhaps the most trying year I've ever faced, in terms of dealing with people.

I popped onto Twitter the other day, scrolled through my timeline a bit, and within a few minutes, I ran into three interesting Tweets: “Stop disturbing women you’re not ready for”, “Men be like “I’m different” then be a different type of disappointment”, “When you first…”

Summer is a notoriously challenging season for writing. Is it just me? I have to look outside my window and see gloom, rather than glee, to steady myself enough to put some sensible words on paper. Writing blossoms well in irritation, sadness, and hurt. Summer usually brings happiness and excitement, and those feelings rarely…

I was convinced there is no story or a season out of Bridgerton universe that’ll seduce me more than Season 2 and the Viscount/Sharma bonanza, yet it did. ‘Queen Charlotte’ floored me. If you’ve already watched it…

Folks, it’s purge season. This is your reminder to wipe the dust from those boundaries you set up but never actually placed in action. Society tricked you into thinking you need hordes of friends, so you tolerate things from people who use your kindness, empathy, and vulnerability to…

I’m a big believer in regularly reminding ourselves of who we are. The pace of life we’re on is hectic and fast, it’s easy to forget who we used to be, what we liked, what got our hearts running. What was our passion? What did we collect as kids? What formed us to be what we are today?

I used to write a lot about why men do what they do. I analyzed them to a point of unconsciousness, thinking if I break them down diligently, I would somehow instigate a shift in dubious behaviors. Men don’t bother me as of late.

I never really thought about how hopelessly lost in the woods we all are when it comes to communicating until this summer provided me with three eye-opening lessons. We're going through the motions of what the online world demands from us, without even realizing we've entirely…

The summer of 2022 clearly decided we were not going to have some light, easy, sexy fun. Instead, the pandemic hangover decided to land right here, now. You’re going to feel everything. You know that feeling you weren’t even…

Time is one of the concepts I think about, all the time. How it measures, what it tells us. Can’t think of a better teacher we could have in life, but time. If we understood its concept, instead of just passage of it…

I’ve never been a huge Coelho fan, I preferred my authors to be more problematic, dark, troubled; you know those who are both destructive and melodramatic in the same paragraph, forcing you to examine your existential vows…

There’s something poignant about the first half of September. A sort of melancholy interrupted with glimpses of a thrill. I’m convinced the last week of August and the first two weeks of September are a portal where everything vital happens to you.

Same as probably everyone on this planet, I was euphorically excited to get out of lockdown and start living again. Talking to people in person, touching people, and seeing their grimaces instead of just reading their messages, seemed like an actual, painful if not fulfilled -  physical need.

I read something last week. “The spread of Covid-19 is based on two factors: 1. How dense the population is. 2. How dense the population is.” And that’s my gateway into my second subject in the Quarantine Series. PEOPLE. I don’t know if you figured this out by now but this…

It would be an understatement of the century to say I have never imagined I would be writing something like this, in my lifetime. I’m sure you share the sentiment, and you’re as confused, pissed, anxious, tired, and blindsided as I am. As everyone is. We all planned something epic for…

I used to love the term self-care and what it meant. Taking care of yourself, doing things to please you, and giving yourself a little bit of TLC to be able to take on the world. My self-care was meditation every night to silence my mind, massage once a week, chamomile tea at night…

Happy New Year, people. Or rather, Happy New Decade! When I started writing this blog in 2008, I had no idea I would still be documenting my thoughts in 2020. Two hundred (200+) posts later, here we are. It’s been an adventure; hopefully, it helped you through challenging…

A famous older actress once told me, at dinner, in her Hollywood Hills house where I ended up by sheer circumstance: “Remember this thing. People are never ever going to be jealous at your youth or beauty or your money or success…