Karen Lichtman
Bio
Plant based. Runner. Young widow.
Stories (75/0)
Relating to Meditation On the Toilet
SATURDAY APRIL 11, 2020 This is how I am earning a living right now. While I am employed, I do not have an income. I am on leave from work, as a lot of you know, under doctor's orders. She doesn't want me anywhere near the Virus risk, even though I am extraordinarily thankful to be healthy so far. So thank you, thank you, thank you to everyone who has tipped me at the bottom of my posts. Each and every one of you has remained anonymous, which I respect. So I am expressing my gratitude to you here.
By Karen Lichtman4 years ago in Psyche
My Continental Family
"Are you surviving or thriving?" Sid Garza-Hillman wanted me to ask you. FRIDAY APRIL 11, 2020 Early this morning I had quite the vivid dream, that I was in my own bed spooning an actor. While the body type felt very familiar, I still had no idea who was behind me. Now, I worked in television for seven years, and theater for 20, so over the course of my career, and this may have actually happened ahem ahem ahem a few times. The man gets out of bed, stands up, and watches me. I roll over and see that it's Jay. Have I been caught?! Did I think I had sex with someone else the night before? A high school friend of mine shows up, who is now a doctor at Stony Brook Hospital. Maybe she's there to rescue me from this predicament. I ask her to go to my mom's house to get my keys. When she gets there, she has to crawl through a window to get them, because the house is empty and vacant. But she gets my keys, and brings them back to me.
By Karen Lichtman4 years ago in Families
Passover Pizza Aria
WEDNESDAY APRIL 8, 2020 As I opened my eyes this morning I reached for my phone so I could use my Breathing App right away. Where was it? Couldn't find it. Was this one of those misplaced on Ambien things? So right away, I jumped out of bed and began a cleaning search. I live in a tiny apartment. My desk is not a desk at all. It's a tiny IKEA night stand. And I hate to say it, but my queen excessively sized bed acts as my desk. Yes, I climb over things to sleep. Perhaps this explains a portion of my insomnia issues. And in the middle of my mad morning cleaning, I found my phone, just below the head of my bed. The last app I had used was my Breathing App, as I fell asleep the night before.
By Karen Lichtman4 years ago in Longevity