Talking to Myself
Seven years ago, I began this blog experiment of regular observations with voice recordings of my thoughts that were transcribed and automatically published to my blog. The voice capture method of writing did
Jeffrey L Cohen
Small Airport to Big Airport
As my regional jet taxied away from the terminal, I reflected on my first flight from my new home airport, Chattanooga. My plane was the only one there. The six gates were empty.
Unobstructed Views
What do the real estate listings look like for houses in the small island neighborhood jutting out into the river with unobstructed views of the nuclear power plant?
Sudden Birdsong
The combination of removing noise-cancelling earbuds, the waking sounds of a new day and having just listened to an end of the world audiobook where the narrator realized he didn't hear
Adopted Brother
The professor read the graduate's card with her name, degree and comments. Thank you, Mom, Dad, Matt and Jesus. His pronunciation belied the fact that he never even considered that the