Out of Control

Well, not entirely. But soon I'm going to the most remote, out-of-the-way place I've ever been. I will have to put aside my comfort and everything I think I control in my life - my apartment, my familiar surroundings, my eating habits. Travel takes the control out of my life. My flight is booked to … Continue reading Out of Control

What’s That?

Not Mama, Dada, ball or doggy. My first words, documented by my mother in my baby book, were: What's that? I like to blame my endless curiosity on that. It's hardwired. My curiosity leads me to turn on PBS and watch shows on science and engineering or the brain for hours. It's all so interesting. … Continue reading What’s That?