The Summer of 2015

During the month of August, I am writing about past summers in my life, an attempt to shine some light on why my depression seems to be worse during the summer each year. I've been heading backwards in this blog series, focusing on an earlier year each post. Now I'm at four years ago, and … Continue reading The Summer of 2015

Forty-One

I haven't written a blog post about myself at a particular age in a while, and I'm running out of time to do so. We're getting very close to my current age, so I thought I'd better throw another one of those in before it's too late. (That, and I also couldn't come up with anything … Continue reading Forty-One

Thirty-Five

I remember 35-mm film. I used to have a point-and-shoot camera. Simple, just aim the camera at your subject, and hit the button. I had friends who had SLR cameras; much more complicated, but they could get some beautiful shots. The thing their cameras and mine had in common? 35-mm film. That little cylinder of potential, which … Continue reading Thirty-Five

Eighteen

The number eighteen, I'm told, is important in Judaism. The reason for this is because words in Hebrew have numerical values, and the Hebrew word for life, "chai", has a numerical value of eighteen. Looking back on my own life, the number eighteen can easily symbolize "life" for me as well. The year I was eighteen, which spanned my … Continue reading Eighteen

Fifteen

When I was in tenth grade, my geometry teacher, Mr. 51, used to give everyone nicknames. Whenever he'd call on you, it would be by your nickname. For instance, there was another Mike in my class (there was always another Mike) who had an after-school job at Burger King. His nickname was "BK Broiler." And … Continue reading Fifteen

Ten

Who remembers 10-10-220? Or maybe 10-10-321? Or 10-10-987? Anybody who watched television in the late 90's should have at least a vague memory of that. It was a way of making discounted long-distance calls from a carrier other than the one you had a contract with. Huh? Long-distance call? It's amazing, absolutely amazing, how phones … Continue reading Ten

Eight

I had eight serious girlfriends before meeting my wife, roughly one a year from age 14 through 21. It's very easy to enumerate them, because I really never dated casually. I fell madly in love, and I was intensely into these relationships. All eight of these relationships eventually ended, and that was always heart-wrenching. Anyway, before … Continue reading Eight