Naked and Alone: My First Time Drifting in an Isolation Tank

  The outside world is noisy. I have waited years for this silence. I have been anxiously waiting for access to an isolation tank (float tank) but the only one I could find was across town through always horrendous traffic – either around the DC Beltway or through the city.  Not ideal for a relaxing,…

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Present, Not Perfect: Eulogy and Letter to My Dad

Here is what I know:  On September 20, 2014, after struggling with ever-worsening pain and addiction, my dad took his own life. Here is what I don’t know:  Why he thought this was the only solution. The following eulogy, written by me, was graciously delivered by Rev. Carl Gnewuch during my dad’s memorial service at Prince of…