I have intense feelings and I don’t have any choice but to share them. That’s just the way I’m wired. I love powerfully. I hurt deeply. I experience joy with open exuberance.
I don’t hide my feelings well. If you’re paying any attention at all, you know where you stand with me, because I wear my heart on my sleeve.
But there are times — very rare times — when everything feels numb. When that happens, it means that some part of me — maybe a little part or maybe a big part — has finally died after an extended period of intense pain. It happens without warning, although it’s always predictable in retrospect.
I went numb today. It feels like walking in a driving rainstorm without an umbrella — and not caring what anybody else thinks.

The cesspool is deep and toxic, but I’m to blame if I remain there
For power-hungry politicos, nothing is more important than winning
‘Do you want to sell sugar water … or do you want to change the world?’
Sorry, Hillary: Research shows it doesn’t take a village to raise a kid
Do you know your heart’s desire? Or are you just chasing a mirage?
My political lens makes me think you’re crazy — and vice versa
As financial pain piles up, things just might turn ugly in America