A woman is dodging puddles as if stepping into one wouldn’t mean simply dirtying her pristine black leather boots and khaki trench coat, but rather, would mean falling into another world. Her heel pierces through the…
Posts Published by Elizabeth Sensky
Explaining yourself for the verbally stilted
Explain yourself. It’s something we are required to do often. In job interviews, on websites, at “networking events” or when simply meeting a friend of a friend. There’s nothing wrong with it, we all crave context,…
Fall: warmth meeting cold
A window open to the smell of leaves burning in candied tempo. Unbottled air that’s been biting at the sky for its turn to unfurl in crispy drier sheets on the bricked buildings holding people steady in their…
Thought Bubbles: the familiar weight of anxiety
We’re all just trying to move beyond that empty void that sits in our stomachs, rising up as an unwelcome poison when the anxiety gets to be too much. It presses its clammy hands on…
Lighting old sparks
Sometimes you become detached from ideas, passions and interests with which you were once enthralled, obsessed and consumed by. It could be that you find new ideas that are much more accurate and expansive, and they…
Hunting for the joy that once was
When was the last time you felt a moment of total elation? Feet off the ground, body weightless elation. Free of self-consciousness, free of worry, free of the impending burden of tomorrow. Has it been…