I need to blog. I need to BLOG. Like, sorry guys (and others) I have no time anymore. I just wake up, teach, eat, then sleep. I’m always so tired. Is teaching always the most tiring? Hoping it gets less tiring, but I’m also signing myself up for more stress so bring it on. At… Continue reading That heaven is ovverated
Remember that time when I said I was gonna do stuff. Yeah, that was a good time. It’s good that I’m doing so much for myself, but I always feel like I could be doing so much more. I’m going to scratch all that because giving myself flack for trying is not going to help.… Continue reading Lack of comedic timing
I’ll be real here. I’m not sure what I’m going to write about right now. I know I want to write a blog post but for what particular reason I can’t really say. I could do a list or a look-back type thing but those are also overdone. ** In the grand scheme of things,… Continue reading My life’s pretty great..
I think about how sometimes we falter. ****** We hesitate. We think we might be making the wrong move, so we stop ourselves. Maybe we could do better or be better. Either way, it leads us to feel like we are less than ourselves on a daily basis. Who is this “we” I… Continue reading Compassion and finding the drive
It’s such a thing to feel things. Such a magical, wondrous thing. We wonder about the things that we could be but lose ourselves when given the opportunity to try something different. Maybe it’s a new job, the chance to do something out of our element or the possibility of being something less normal than… Continue reading Blueberry
Tragedy is one of those things in which you forget to live. Forget your reason for living. Maybe you know that “life must go on” but you can’t imagine possibly doing that. How could you when you’ve lost practically everything of worth? On that note, no one expects anyone to grieve in great celebration. Because… Continue reading On losing things and people
I’m doing my best. This blogging thing can be a lot of work when you think about it too much though. So no thinking- just leaping into whatever (provided of course that the “whatever” is not gonna break any bones or anything for me). The point is that I want to do something different. Something new.… Continue reading Those grateful, happy days