living up to what’s written down.

My assignment for the week is to question my preconceived notions of myself.  God knows I’ve got tons of preconceived Continue reading →

not for me.

This could be my biggest character defect: Isolation.  The pushing away from society’s table.  Here’s a perfectly ordinary example: The other Continue reading →

white slacks after labor day.

I will continue wearing shorts long past the point of practicality.  It’s 52° right now, and I’m sporting sandals, shorts, Continue reading →

regressing to the mean.

When things are going well, and my serenity seems to be sustaining itself for a period longer than what I’m Continue reading →

mad about who?

Didn’t I just talk about anger? Well, here I go again, because it’s a feeling that I seem to use Continue reading →

stump removal.

I’m sitting inside a coffeehouse this morning, stumped on what to write about.  And I didn’t center myself this morning, Continue reading →

living with no conditions.

The more open I can be, the less reactionary I become.  The less reactionary I become, the better chance I Continue reading →

divide and surrender.

I can tease out my character defects until they’re subsets of subsets, spread out far and wide before me like Continue reading →