final analysis.

Today endth the operation. I believe it to be a success: I’ve got more self-worth than I did going into Continue reading →

crunch time.

With one day left in Operation: Self-worth, I know now that I’m gonna be in “fake it ‘til you make Continue reading →

distraction or avoidance?

Saturday morning, fresh from a meeting, and as I drive home unstructured time lays out before me; through the windshield Continue reading →

switching from good to happy.

The phrase “have a good day” has been replaced with “have a happy day” by my wife when it’s time Continue reading →

paranoia, thy name is me.

I work from home two days a week, and connect to the office through the internet. This morning, I have Continue reading →

define your terms.

When I close my eyes and think these three words: happy, joyous and free, it almost always conjures Julie Andrews Continue reading →

which kind of miserable shall I be today?

I’m starting off the day caught in an undercurrent of dread of the unavoidable. Marriage dissolution. Job termination. Child estrangement. Continue reading →

this just in… normals aren’t special.

I’ve been giving the normals far too much credit. Getting rid of the alcohol didn’t make me happy, joyous and Continue reading →