Sleep and M: An Unhappy Friendship
I’ve never been a good sleeper. Even as a child, I don’t recall ever feeling well rested in the morning, and when people talk about “waking up,” I hardly know…
S.A.D.
Lots of people get depressed during the cold winter months—so many, in fact, that there’s a name for it: seasonal affective disorder, or SAD. Me? I’m the opposite. I thrive…
On “Spring” Cleaning
I was throwing out all my hoarded-up paper and assorted and sundry trash, trying to get myself organized, and vacuuming behind those tough-to-move pieces of furniture the other day when…
Living Life and Saving the World
Sometimes I feel like I’m not exactly living my life. Sure, I’m breathing, eating, moving—I am ALIVE. There’s no question there. But many days, when I stop to think about…
A Slave to My Stomach
Some days, it occurs to me that my entire life pretty much revolves around food. Now, before you sign me up for Overeaters Anonymous, let me clarify that, for the…
Everett De Morier is a Delaware writer on a mission
“If you want to be a writer, you must do two things above all others: read a lot and write a lot. There is no way around these two things…
Body Versus Mind
Sometimes I think my body is sabotaging me. I love to DO things—run, write, read, learn, cook, hang out with friends, and, of course work (mostly work). I may, in…