Monthly Archives: October 2022

Happy Halloween! It’s been ages since I sat home in the morning and got my writing in. Usually I’m overwhelmed with things that need to get accomplished; going to the gym, getting errands done, sending emails, making phone calls… just … Continue reading →

When was the last time you’ve taken a nap? In the day and age of getting shit done, when was the last time you felt good enough to lay your ass down for a few minutes, close your eyes, and … Continue reading →

The routine is the reason that we’re able to acquire skills. The routine is the reason we’re able to go to work, make a paycheck, pay our bills, and keep a roof over our heads. The routine of self-improvement exercises … Continue reading →

A coworker said something that really resonated with me today. This particular person said a ton of other jibber jabber that felt like a repeated bunch of “I like to hear myself talk, half of you tune me out, so … Continue reading →

We all have power. Every day, we have the power to change many things, sometimes it’s everything. This could be the power to change our health, the power to change our path in life, the power to change our laundry, … Continue reading →

160mg of caffeine at 4pm seemed like a better idea at the time. The time of 4pm. But here we are at almost 5pm and I’m curious to see how I sleep tonight. I would have to imagine it’ll be … Continue reading →

Not everytime that you feel an emotion is it able to pass through you like water through a screen, but sometimes it’s more like a sludge through the screen. Part of it is sticking around, it’s mushed in all the … Continue reading →

This morning while holding my breath, over and over and over again for what felt like ages, I felt a huge surge of anxiety rip through my chest and throat. It was the type of anxiety you could feel at … Continue reading →

The process of starting to write involves a lot of clearing the mind, searching the mind, coming up empty handed, and then just forcing your fingers to start clacking away on the keyboard. I stared at this mother fucker for … Continue reading →

My shoulder is fucking killing me. Like, it feels like a dagger that was in a dragons asshole has been digging into my neck, scapula, and my collar bone all day. So I decided to take it upon myself to … Continue reading →