This was the place for my long talks, the ones I couldn't find people to listen to.
A Different Christmas
The stockings will not number again, the count of thirty-three.
The Replays
I made sure to reinforce my bad thinking with bad behavior just to prove I was right.
Bound
Ever a reminder that we are the water itself, and not the bubbles caused by the friction.
Grafting the Tree
Writing was always a form of therapy, typing the thoughts out often makes things clearer, I see where my mistakes were made, or where the juxtaposition of my thinking took a header off the cliff.
By All Means
So, with twenty drafts of the same story piling up, it is clear that that piece of the puzzle is just going to have to come into focus in a different manner. The size of the thoughts too large to fit through the doorway of a single post.
Defining America
History is more a guide to human nature than it is anything else.
Arbitrary Anxiety
The headlines and deadlines that run nonstop through our collective notions. What we create with what we have is also what we destroy, because and with, the same factors.
The Other Recovery
Photo by Markus Spiske temporausch.com from Pexels Recovery and INFJ Personalities "You're just giving things too much credence." My brother said astutely. The subject was recovery, and in specific, why the fellowship aspect of the program doesn't really work for me. With over twenty years, he was going to fill me in on his wisdom. With all of... Continue Reading →