Red lights, green lights, and the art of resilience
Unlike my earlier pieces, which often stitched together studies and data to build an argument, this one grew straight out of ordinary mornings. Pulling up to the same stop sign on my commute, waiting for the light to turn green, easing over to let an ambulance through with its urgent lights flashing. Touched by a reality check, one of my friends who lost his significant other of long years has …
Red lights, green lights, and the art of resilience


















