In Anxiety Airport, I’m late for my flight. I forgot my suitcase. The gate is deserted. There is no food. There’s construction. The escalators were designed by M.C. Escher. The bartender is ignoring me. My Uber never comes. The carpet is brown and dingy. The lights are flickering. The space is cavernous, like reverse claustrophobia. Worst airport ever.
In Tidal Wave, we open on an impressive view from someone’s penthouse, or discover a cool swim-up bar on the bottom floor of an AirBnB. At first, it’s breathtaking and dramatic… until one of the waves gets so big it overtakes everything in its path, crashing through the penthouse windows and destroying the swim-up bar. A lot of times, I don’t wake up when this happens—I swim.
Then there’s the one where I’m trying to get somewhere—to my car after a concert, for example, and the path is a logic-defying American Ninja obstacle course that *even* M.C. Escher couldn’t have imagined.
Everrrrry once in a while, I lucid dream. Whenever this happens, as soon as I realize I’m dreaming, I become a destructive fuckhead. I throw chairs through plate glass windows. I pull people’s hair and trip them in the street. I run really, really, really fast, jumping over cars and shit. You can do anything you want in a dream.
Do you think I’m strange now? Wait ‘til I tell you about my nightmares.
Samantha Pollack is a Copywriter & Creative Director who works with ethically minded, mission driven businesses who are actively trying to reshape our culture (and possibly tear down the patriarchy). She’s also the founder of The Highly Sensitive Business Owner, a 12-week online program that helps HSPs & neurodivergent business owners create healthier, more sustainable systems in their work.
Sam also writes about feminism, privilege, pop culture, entrepreneurship, the creative process, and whatever else is on her mind. She currently lives in Asheville, NC.
Emails for cult thought leaders.
Want to learn how to craft emails that inspire action and engagement WITHOUT the “tried and true” (cough: patriarchal) norms we’ve all been taught?
I’m doing it, and I can show you how to do it, too.
(But sometimes, I also like to write about the books I’m reading, or the creative process, or the entrepreneurial experience, or why I hate Steve Jobs, or how I met my BFF. I’ll send you emails like that, too.)
*Just kidding. It’s only an email list.
Books. Cats. Rants. Drawrings.
(and every couple months or so, an unexplained absence 🤷🏻)