Music and movement. These are the twin pillars of purpose and pleasure that structure and support a meaningful and bearable life for me. To be honest, I’m probably touched a little with the ADD; I flounder without a focus. Music and movement are how…
Scarlett is going to have a food blog someday because every time I ask her what I should write about she says, “Cookies. A box of candy. Candy. I love candy.” Also, I’m pretty sure I broke my foot. Maybe not literally, but functionally,…
If you’re reading this, then you may already know: I’ve deactivated the Facebooks. I’m embarrassed to even say this, but I was actually a little sad (I got misty eyed — blurgh), although that was quickly replaced by immense relief. FREE! I’m hiding in…
Holy smokes, you guys. Guess what this week is? That’s right. It’s National Anxiety and Depression Awareness Week (May 5-11, 2013). Ah, how poetic! I was going through some old drafts in the blog files and found the following post, which I wrote a…
My favorite poem at the moment: Rose are red. Violets are blue. I’m a schizophrenic, And so am I. You guys, I’m going to be brutally honest: I’m in a really weird place. Usually, I can find some humor in my fatigue, dog poop,…