Arbitrary Madness. Artistic Exploration. Dope Things.
I’ve slipped back into poetry lately. Writing it, reading it. It’s the best medicine for those times when your brain isn’t really thinking as well as your heart is feeling. But because of that, poetry is extremely vulnerable – especially for those of you that can read between the lines. So, to ease back intoContinue Reading “the way of words”
People need to stop acting like insecurity is relative. Let’s be honest, Kanye West had it right. We’re all insecure, he’s just the first to admit it. And I’m the second. But you didn’t hear him, though, so I have a few more things to say.
I spent all last year working at being my best self, so it’s probably a good idea for me to pay attention to what worked and what didn’t. Basically, this is my 2018 happiness project, blog-sized.
Let me paint a picture for you. A gorgeous young woman, Mary, sobs into her couch pillow after bumping into her ex-fiancee and his new wife Wendy. She says, “It’s a good thing I didn’t marry him. But most of the time I think…I just wasn’t good enough.” Facing her on the floor, a gorgeousContinue Reading “Thoughts that are too long for a Facebook post.”
This has really been weighing on my soul lately: Why are people so effing awkward? I remember one time I was at a bar with my friend. A guy walked up to us and started a cool, casual conversation. When the conversation waned and he was ready to go, he just said “It was niceContinue Reading “People are awkward.”
Yikes! I haven’t written a blog since September? It wasn’t for lack of trying. I have loads to tell you all. I’m just not sure how to organize my thoughts. Which is funny, because my organizational skills supposedly got me the job I’m starting tomorrow. I should start there. One day a friend of mineContinue Reading “The catch up.”
It’s official. I love music more than I love books. Books transport you. When they get good – I mean really good – you leave this planet. Maybe even this dimension. I change who I am for books. I do all-nighters for books. But music…if books take me away from this world, music holds meContinue Reading “My dirty, melodic secret.”
The thing I hate most about myself isn’t my awkward, flower-shaped belly button. It isn’t even the weird pattern of pox-like dark spots across my body. What I hate, I mean really hate, is the fact I’m chicken shit. I walk through life terrified of everything to the point that it paralyzes me. There areContinue Reading “You ain’t human without fear.”
As I rev up for my next adventure, I feel obligated to give thanks for my last one. I can’t decide what was more beautiful: the Grand Canyon, or the fact it was work trip, so my job covered most expenses. The Grand Canyon is just one of those places that you’ve gotta visit. (Especially,Continue Reading “So, last March I went to the Grand Canyon.”
I know, I know. I should be ashamed to tell anyone I went more than 25 years without watching Pulp Fiction. Will it help if I tell you I tried to watch it a couple years ago and I fell asleep? No? Didn’t think so. I kept hearing about this movie. I knew Quentin Tarantino. IContinue Reading “I finally watched Pulp Fiction.”
