The thing about running is that it’s damn near impossible to be stuck in your own head while you’re out there putting one foot in front of the other. You can start a run in your own head. Maybe you’re…
Why talking to someone is a courageous act.
I woke at 1:30 AM this morning, wrestling with work-related anxiety. You know, because that’s what I want to be thinking of in the middle of the night instead of pleasant dreams of cherry flavored lollipops or hopping around on the back of a giant chocolate bunny rabbit in a wonderful land made of milk chocolate with chocolate fountains and chocolate rivers and chocolate trees. When your thoughts won’t stop racing, what do you do?
When contained, creativity will manifest within you in other, less desirable ways.
I was not mauled by a territorial mother bear protecting her cubs and/or my face eaten off by a male bear I inadvertently interrupted while getting his swerve on during mating season. But that’s not to say it won’t happen…
Last night as I was reading my daughter a bedtime story, I heard an adult voice cry out in haste from the street just outside our home. Minutes later, sirens pierced into the night, closer and closer. There was an ambulance and police cars, a fire truck. First responders were descending a staircase that leads to a small lake at the bottom of the hill.
This morning I learned that one of my cousins committed suicide.