Home on the Range

I grew up in Texas. The trucks in my high school’s parking lot were adorned with gun racks. Animal control had to be called to our neighborhood to capture baby wild boars that our neighbor had housed in his garage when he accidentally shot their mother. It turns out that wooden doors are no matchContinue reading “Home on the Range”

Fear in the Driver’s Seat

When tragedies happen, we seek understanding. We want to diagnose and cure. We often try to control our surroundings and the actions of others. We want to feel safe. It’s a basic need. That desire for security is so primal, so strong, that it can cause us to behave irrationally. I experienced this myself inContinue reading “Fear in the Driver’s Seat”