About two years ago, I was teaching yoga at 5:45 am. I'm not what people would consider "a morning person." I don't naturally get up that early or particularly like it. But at the time, it seemed like a good idea. I felt about teaching early morning the way professional dog poop picker-uppers feel about … Continue reading No One’s Coming for You
I haven't written in a while because I haven't been in the best place. Maybe it's the fuck waffle that is the government right now. Maybe I haven't adjusted to living in Arkansas again as much as I would like to admit. My husband and I are looking for a house, which is exciting, but … Continue reading We Croak.
Depression is a motherfucker. Yeah, I could have thought of a more eloquent adjective, but the thing about the blues is that you are so busy trying not to succumb to feeling low that you don't have time for thesauruses. You might get distracted from your original purpose and spend two hours down an internet … Continue reading Depression is a motherfucker.
“I stand in the way of the things I can be.” ― Moby This week I drove to Lake Fayetteville for a run, and as I pulled out my phone to start my running playlist, I saw an email notification with the first few words of a message. In the few seconds I took to read it, … Continue reading Unhooking Yourself
“We think that the point is to pass the test or overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of … Continue reading Are We There Yet?
I haven't posted anything in a while, but I have written quite a bit. I have about six different drafts of random thoughts that sounded interesting in my head, but when I read them all I can think is, "Where the hell is this going?" I've had some doubts this past week. Doubts about anything … Continue reading Don’t Throw Anything Away