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Sleep is for the Weary

6:30am. I refused to look at the clock, knowing the time would be earlier than anything I wanted to see. Any number starting with 4, 5, or 6 would be trouble. It was a 6. The worst of the options. 4:00 would have been fine. The game would just be starting but I knew...

A Place For No Place

I believe today’s feeling of hope has to be as simple as positive reinforcement. I wrote (and posted) yesterday’s words out of fear and disappointment that I had let myself down. It was not exaggerated but it was exposing. So much so that I had to question...

I Care About the Little Things, Like Mar10 Day

Things matter to me. Like that first sentence. It’s incorrect. It’s incomplete. Things matter *too much* to me. Now it is correct. I have had my bouts with milk. I have lost all of them. And cried when they spilled. The only positive that has come from...
It All Goes By So Fast

It All Goes By So Fast

It always starts the same way. “I saw this article you have to read.” I read it, get inspired, get a little upset that I didn’t write my article before the original one, and then write my own. Often times, it comes from direct conversations with...