I am sitting in Starbucks today, trying to write something. Anything. For once, I have a break in the things that I “have to write,” and have an entire day to write the things I “want” to write. And what … Continue reading When Your Passion Becomes Your Bread and Butter
When I was a kid and I learned about the Nazi Holocaust in school, it amazed me how such horrible things could go on, right in front of people, and no one did anything. I would imagine myself in Nazi … Continue reading We’d Like to Think We Are Better Than That…
Into the spinning vortex we travel Shutting doors and sealing portals Another here, another there… Deeper and deeper we plunge Closing out what took us All those years to build Like divers into the sea we go, Another door discovered, … Continue reading Poem: Closeout
Everyone paints working from home as this idyllic picture of waking up late, going to work in your pajamas, running errands at will, and “being your own boss.” Don’t get me wrong, it can be all of those things. But, … Continue reading Pajamas Aren’t All They’re Cracked Up to Be: Thoughts on Working from Home
My life is about five minutes from perfect. Five minutes from being absolutely, divinely perfect. And I am petrified. I am scared that all it takes is one wrong move, and then everything will go toppling around me. It’s ridiculous, … Continue reading Five Minutes From Perfect
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