Being still is not easy for me. I’m not talking about not moving or not being able to just rest. I can laze around the house for days with the best of them. I’m talking about not taking action when…
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What If This Was Your Last Day?
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Something has been on my mind more than usual lately. Maybe it’s all the turmoil in the world. Maybe it’s a side effect of getting older. Maybe it’s all my neuroses having a party but not inviting me. Whatever the…
Pin the Tail on the Donkey
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I’ve come to the conclusion that my last relationship was like a horrible game of pin the tail on the donkey, except the damn ass never stood still. Yes, trying to meet the ever-changing and never-satisfied demands and moods of…
A Conversation with Jekyll and Hyde
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I think I’ve been spending far too much time thinking lately. A little thinking is great, but for me, too much usually results in a battle of wills between the Jekyll and Hyde in my brain. Why all the thinking?…
Bring in the Muse – Where I Write
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My writing is more about inspiration and less about location. I spend 40 hours a week at the office, which also happens to coincide with the time of day that I’m most coherent. If inspiration strikes, I take a break,…
Christmas Jollies
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Christmas with my family is not for the faint of heart. It is often a whirlwind of snark, sarcasm, jokes, and fast-moving conversations…and that’s all before noon. By the end of the day, we’re usually wiped out and have sore…
Possibilities
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I will turn 37 in a little over two months. The last thirteen years have been spent in two long-term relationships…just not long enough I guess. A new ending means a new beginning. With a new year around the corner,…
The Figure in the Choir Loft
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There’s something about old churches that gives me the creeps. Maybe it’s the gargoyles staring down at me. Maybe it’s the unknown history of what has gone on inside the walls. I do know that I’ve been in some churches…
The Oatmeal Bowl
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Work is usually pretty boring for me. I don’t have an office full of fun personalities to talk to or hang out with. Other jobs have been great because I worked with fun people who I’m still friends with today.…
Ghost Ring
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For years, the only ghost ring I had was in my ears. An annoying, ever-present buzzing that kept me from sleeping. Silence was never really truly silence. The ringing was there, taunting me, reminding me that it would never go…