Me, I walk along and feel quietly defensive, a recluse in the Land of We. That's quite the loaded word, 'we.

Why do I find the fantasy - husband, family, kids - exhausting instead of alluring? Is there something wrong with me? Do I have a life?

I don't think that the world would be a better place if everyone owned a dog, and I don't think that all relationships between dogs and their owners are good, healthy, or enriching.

All dogs can be guide dogs of a sort, leading us to places we didn't even know we needed or wanted to go.

The hard things in life, the things you really learn from, happen with a clear mind.

For years, I ate the same foods every day, in exactly the same manner, at exactly the same times.

Anorexia is a response to cultural images of the female body - waiflike, angular - that both capitulates to the ideal and also mocks it, strips away all the ancillary signs of sexuality, strips away breasts and hips and butt and leaves in their place a garish caricature, a cruel cartoon of flesh and bone.