This is kind of a nut-drag post that I wrote las year while entering into a funk. This diatribe has comfortably collected cobwebs in my drafts file since. I'm cleaning things out, as it were, in order to fill it up again with new half-assed thoughts and ideas. This morning, as I was ambling away … Continue reading Are You Depressed or is it Capitalism?
Just 43 days into 365 of 2025 has been a ride and a half already. More good than otherwise, to be sure, but a dose of humility can sometimes take you down, and I'll admit to a stretch of time spent in my bed this year to date. And, unfortunately for me, not for fun. … Continue reading Depression is an Ugly Asshole, and a Liar Too
About two months ago, after living among the mountains and Mormons for a year, I returned to my friend Amy's house, my very familiar ever-home in Portland. Back to living with another one of my besties. Back to a menagerie of animals (three dogs, four cats, six kittens and eight chickens). Back to long daily … Continue reading Mental Health Break: My Grippy Socks Vacation
The last few days I have felt desperately sorry for myself. Horribly lonely, not a friend within a 20 mile radius, and without a car to go anywhere, I've holed myself away at home for yet another weekend. Alone. Broke. Unable to even take a quick trip to the store without committing myself to a 30 minute … Continue reading Humility Bites
Most of us have been there- some of us more than once, at that place along the path of life where we stop to assess what we're doing, where we're going, and whether or not we're happy. The crossroads, it's called, and I hear it's as exciting as it is scary, although the latter is … Continue reading Life’s Like a Jump Rope
