every day is garbage day.

The more defensive I am, the more I keep to myself.  The more my reactions lean toward the knee-jerk variety, Continue reading →

clinging to static.

In my head. The more I want things to be a certain way, the more I wish for things to Continue reading →

the highway is my way.

Bruce Banner.  The Fugitive.  Caine.  Whether I’m running, chasing, or wandering, it’s a self-imposed isolation made less desperate through motion.  Continue reading →

declaring bankruptcy.

Dumping out all my wrongs, deflating my ego, and reading off my list to my sponsor.  These things are done Continue reading →

no pass without admission.

Generally, I would say that I’m pretty hard on myself. Seldom does a day go by when I don’t look Continue reading →

paid to smile.

Woke up once again solving a part of the world’s problem while half asleep. It’s a mental morning exercise I Continue reading →

most often, nothing is happening.

In fact, most people don’t have the time or the energy to devote to making my existence miserable. That doesn’t Continue reading →

naga… naga… naga…

They fired my boss today. Nothing personal; our company was bought out and there wasn’t room for another VP. They Continue reading →