Beck and Call

There is no explanation that I can think of for why I started thinking about Beck in the shower this morning. Whatever the reason, the line of thinking frustrated me. The shower is usually where I do my deeper thinking: ideas for writing, wondering where my life is going, trying to bring into focus the... Continue Reading →

The Good With the Bad

"Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die." It's difficult for me to hold a grudge, but I make a few exceptions. Apologies go a long way with me. If you've hurt me, and acknowledge that you understand you've done so and say a simple "I'm sorry," then we... Continue Reading →

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