We booked our Chicago hotel this morning and now I am hardcore thinking about Christmas. I know I shouldn’t; I want to keep thinking Thanksgiving and just… Read more “Slow down, think, feel, breathe”
Category: contemplation
Follow the stream… of consciousness. Welcome to my brain.
It’s funny the things you remember. They seem so important when you first remember them but then, you realize they have no importance, no bearing on anything.… Read more “Follow the stream… of consciousness. Welcome to my brain.”
When the leaves fall down
I got reeled in by an image; Spotify homepage shows albums (I suppose, ones I may like) and there they were: Christmas songs. I’m not ready yet,… Read more “When the leaves fall down”
Falling apart
I don’t think I should feel this clanky. My ankles and knees click when I get up from my desk; I grab a candy corn and begin… Read more “Falling apart”
Wretched, Weird and Woeful Wednesday
Something is… not quite right today. As I mentioned on my Facebook status, I saw multiple friends on my feed complaining of sleeplessness last night. Let me… Read more “Wretched, Weird and Woeful Wednesday”
Thinking – a dangerous pasttime
My Instagram feed has been inundated with photos from various bars/hookah joints in New Orleans, because some people I know/knew are there for our friend’s 30th birthday.… Read more “Thinking – a dangerous pasttime”
Various
It turned out to be one of those days where I think I am getting stuff done – I certainly felt busy – but then, I didn’t… Read more “Various”
If it’s not one thing, it’s another
Is janky a word? It feels right for how my body felt as I glided into a slow jog yesterday, one week after surgery and very little… Read more “If it’s not one thing, it’s another”
Well, here I am
Yes, I went to work today. To be honest, I feel pretty good. It’s still a bit difficult to get up and sit down but it’s minor.… Read more “Well, here I am”
Fall, running
I had a hot latte instead of iced this morning; it just seemed right. After all, it’s been many months since I did that. Perhaps I am… Read more “Fall, running”