Photo by Sergey Katyshkin from Pexels Okay, this will be a weird one but hear me out. I’m sure I’ll have a point to make by the end. Well, I hope there’s a point to this. Right now, all I have is a silly flight of fancy. It's a whimsical notion that has an ounce of reason, a…
The Existential Bard
Photo by Ibolya Toldi from Pexels Do you think we’re all here for a reason? From conception, birth, and through all the years leading to this moment, was it all predestined? There’s a divine plan at play and, just like every good theatrical performance, every character matters. As the saying goes, there are no small parts, only small…
It’s Just One Of Those Days
Photo by Eva Elijas from Pexels I’ve tried to write today’s post three times, but every word feels wrong or it sounds like a lie. It’s not, not really, but it isn’t…something. That undefinable spark that tickles my mind and gives me a buzz. When the words flow, the ideas come, and it feels like tiny bolts of…
As Long As I Keep Moving?
Photo by Jayant Kulkarni from Pexels If you’ve read some of my last few posts, then you know that I’ve been stuck in a mental fog. It's a storm that rages and then whimpers. There are times when I think it's clearing up, and I feel intense relief. Maybe I’ll finally get out of it for good? Well,…
Into The Fog Once More
Photo by João Cabral from Pexels I woke up an hour before my alarm and stared at the wall. It was too early to get up but too late to go back to sleep. I don’t understand people who hit the snooze button. How do you fall asleep so easily? And how do you sleep for ten minutes…
Is It Ever Okay To Give Up?
Photo by Kat Jayne from Pexels “Just existing on some days is more than enough. The flowers do it every day and they add beauty to the world just by being here.” — Nikita Gill (@nikita_gill on Instagram) I haven’t started one of these things with a quote in a while, but this one stopped my scrolling finger…
Follow The Yellow Brick Road
Photo by Pixabay from Pexels There’s a lot of tension in the air right now. A nervous energy is shooting an electrical pulse through all living things. Can you feel it too? It tingles, burns and my muscles are twitching, flexing, getting ready for… What? There’s an itchiness, a need to move, go, do something but, again, what?…
When Did I Become Scared Of You?
Photo by Callie Gibson on Unsplash.com Well, how about we process some thoughts and feelings in real-time? That sounds like fun! And it always works out so well. I’m sitting at a garage, waiting for my car to be serviced, and it’s the strangest sensation. It feels wrong. It feels like I’m breaking at least…
The Truth Is Complicated
Photo By Markus Winkler on Unsplash.com Okay, this is not what I sat down to write today. I was going to write something light and fun because the last couple of posts have been a bit heavy. I need light, fluffy, fun so, I thought you might need it too. Then I turned on the…
The Problem With Self Help
Photo by David Lezcano on unsplash.com I’m writing this on Saturday, just before noon, so, um, oops. Turns out I’m a tiny bit of a liar because here I am, doing the thing I said I wouldn’t do today. In my last post, I expressed my exhaustion and my overwhelming frustration with life. I’ve run…
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