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.

Race discrimination: Sometimes evil, but sometimes praiseworthy?
I finally know why I feel like a fraud when people say I’m smart
Film hurts when I hear, ‘I’ve seen what we can be like together’
Will rising anger about personal economic pain lead to trouble soon?
Goodbye, Emily (2009-2015)
With space shuttle finally dead, free market can do better job in space
Christmas stands for quiet truths: love, faith, community and family
Free tires for a stranger? We forget all the people doing good