The point of this blog post is simply to write something and post it. I haven’t written anything in a while and I’m bothered about it. My ideas haven’t been coming together.
I’ve been having trouble writing lately.
It wouldn’t be so frustrating if I would just accept the futility of constantly trying to figure out what I want to do with my time and resources. The more direction I give myself, it seems, the harder it is for me to continue down a productive, gainful path. I end up in the gutter… Continue reading Aiming for the spare | trying to figure it out, always and again
I had my first drink two weeks before my 18th birthday. The last drink I had was two weeks before my 38th birthday. 20 years, almost to the day. It took me that long to figure out my relationship with alcohol. In the end, I had to put the glass down.
I recently learned that my anxiety is likely caused by my worrying, which, in turn, is caused by three fundamental beliefs about the decisions I make.
My mechanical pencil broke the other day and it was a bit of to-do to replace.
Running into your ex creates confusion and it’s hard to figure out what you’re thinking.
Buying an automated indoor garden reminded me that you can continue to grow even when life feels repetitive and mundane.
When I was a kid, I saw my babysitter’s dad fighting her boyfriend on the street of the cul-de-sac we lived on. He was a fiery Frenchman, the father was, who was nothing but kind to me. One morning, I couldn’t get the keys out of the door lock so I ran over to his… Continue reading Call and Response: What Brandy and Monica can Teach Us About Randomness in Our Lives
After a long day, I usually like to stretch out on the couch and hope that falling asleep for a nap comes easily. I like some ambiance when I’m relaxing so I usually put something on TV. Today, I thought I’d finally get around to watching Tales by Light on Netflix.