if you're not owning your life, someone else is
The irony of a brain dump lies in the fact that it is my search for my brain that leads me to want to dump what distracts me from its use. Distraction creeps up, sometimes slowly with warning, but sometimes with devilish bravado unseating my senses and leaving me gasping for reality. Reality has never [...]
The short posts don't allow for a meaningful purge of what rumbles inside my head. And there's a lot of rumbling this morning. Having finally published my novel, the reactions I've noted along with the assumptions that people make about my reasons for doing so, are entertaining. I've always taken a morbid pleasure from watching [...]
Mental clutter creeps in at times when I find myself focused on serving others but neglect my own nourishment in the process. My own nourishment, however, escapes me when I find myself lacking in my efforts to achieve the very ambitious goals that I set for myself. Incremental growth has rarely appealed to me. This [...]