Keeping sanity sometimes means doing away with pesky gadgets.

Is there a place for you in your life? Think about that, if you’ve got a handful of minutes. Now take my flashlight.

And so now here I am, a complete tourist plopped into one of the largest cities in the US which everyone kind of adorably calls a “town.” Welcome to Boston.

It’s a crapsack economy and that’s no lie. But jumping on any job within reach is often a stumble in the wrong direction.

Are my boyish limitations an impediment to emotional maturity?

Do we question too often? Too deeply? We examine things so much that we’ve begun to question our own questioning.

Like the old song says, “If you want the things you love you must have showers…”

If your boy-toy is up with the current times (or has a pulse) he should have a twitter account. Follow it immediately.