In which I recount parts of my day while trying to justify if I was actually thinking of anything to say. Continue reading →

In which I started somewhere, got lost along the way, then ended up someplace else, or perhaps where I started, somewhere got long, the way then ended, up some, place else or, perhaps where I, end. Continue reading →

In which I explain my relationship to decision-making, and the frustration it brings. But hey: at least there's pizza! Continue reading →

In which I take a moment to appreciate the smallest things in life: nothingness and rain. Continue reading →

In which I take on the very fundamental question that no one can answer, weigh my own answers, and decide that I've got many more questions to ask. Continue reading →

In which I realize that I might need help to get moving, so I turned to a world that doesn't exist, but I wish did. Continue reading →

In which I complain about hearing things with one ear, but fortunately, I just threw a dragon at it. Or something like that... Continue reading →

In which I revel in the journey, not the destination, because it shows me things. Continue reading →

In which I am happily weary from a short part of a long day featuring creativity in a delightful medium. Continue reading →

In which I search for that momentary flash in which my entire life doesn't scroll by me, but gets illuminated in some sort of maelstrom.. Continue reading →