I need to buckle down
Oh, to strike out boldly, sucking in deep dedicated draughts of knowledge and digesting rapidly and energetically, then turning and placing with b...
Tag: life as I live it
Until the music stops
There will be no way of knowing when my heart will stop working. But it will: I am quite sure of that. Not soon, don’t worry. I imagine I have a solid twen...
Why Do I Have to Sleep, Again?
I hate sleep. I never feel good about sleeping. I can never shake the feeling that, if I didn’t have to capitulate to this particular weakness of my v...
Back At It
I may as well admit it: I am alive. More than that, I am, by many measures, well. My family and I are busily engaged in settling into a house that will — b...
Why not?
If I had to pick one facet of humor to limit myself to for the rest of my life, “random” would be unhesitating choice. The things in books, movies, and life...
Vocation
Life has a purpose, right? I have admittedly grown a bit cynical in third decade of my life, but I still believe the affirmative answer to this question is t...
Always a step behind
I have never been a very interesting student to have in class. Now, I think that without too much immodesty I can speculate that many, perhaps even most, pro...
The second step seems pretty hard, too
Where to begin? I know not, except to just begin, something I am incredibly inept at doing. But I realize with great clarity and force that idly waiting ...
Epiphany
Here’s an ersatz epiphany if ever there was one: I haven’t been writing much for quite a while. Story of my life… I have made so many of these re-starts after...
Job Dreaming
How many times do people ask you what your “dream job” would be? I am not ready for that question. Mostly I don’t know, and usually the inkling I do have a...