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.
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.
History is more a guide to human nature than it is anything else.
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.
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 my abilities, I couldn’t […]