Holding jobs was never really my thing…
My work history is littered with short-lived casualties of my patterns of depression, anxiety, temper, impulsiveness, and laziness (not usually all those simultaneously, but maybe once or twice).
My last job took place … Continue reading
I remember how excited I used to get about synchronicity.
Times when sequences of impossible coincidences unfolded as naturally as breathing, and I had a sense of awe and communion with the universe.
From that sense of communion came a … Continue reading
Once in a while, stringing together a sequence of coherent words is like pulling teeth.
Other times, it’s like navigating a pitch black void. Each word is a step forward, but you can’t see where you’re going. Oh, and you’re … Continue reading
There’s a scene in Caddyshack, where a golfing bishop is so on fire with hole-in-ones that he can’t bring himself to take shelter during a storm.
A much less heroic version of that happened to me once in my preteen … Continue reading