I think I've figured it out. The reason why I'm in a very frequent state of existential angst. I feel like I'm going up a creek in many areas of my life. I'm looking for solutions, even proposing solutions, but very few seem to be picking up what I'm putting down. It could be me. … Continue reading Controlled chaos, at the very least
It's what people say when you're at an uncomfortable height. It's advice and admonishment. It's a warning against the inevitable void that will entice you to fall. It could be a bend from reality, a willful ignorance of what actually exists. At some point, we have to look down and get real. We have to … Continue reading Don’t look down
It's October 2021, and in case you didn't realize it, 2022 is just around the corner. Almost two years since the world changed. I mean, the world is always changing, but a global pandemic will do a number on "normalcy." Don't worry, though, I won't rush through the last two months of the year. Fall … Continue reading Breaking my COVID vows
On this blog, you get a little bit of everything. Some reminiscing and retelling of memories. Some analysis of grief. Some water cooler chat - shooting the shit about teaching. Some talk of books, a little of which is actually coherent. Despite my best efforts to be "on" 95% of the time, it's just not … Continue reading Meta post
For a good chunk of my life I had no idea how to relax. I would be so excited for what seemed like endless amounts of time on the weekends or school breaks, and then it would feel like I squandered it by doing... I don't even know what, exactly. By the time I reached … Continue reading Fooling myself
For a long time I was at odds with my own past. My own experiences. It's a weird place be to because there's animosity and sadness and regret, but the only person it's directed to is the person in the mirror. Or out into the void. It's very confusing. I went to a small private … Continue reading Making amends
The whir of the sewing machine has been a lullaby and the steam from the hot iron has been aromatherapy. For the last few days of this self-quarantine I've been holed up in my sewing room. It's a room I've recently adorned with new paint (a beautiful airy light blue.. think of a salty breeze) … Continue reading Lullabies and aromatherapy
As far as I know, the world is spinning at the same rate as it was only a week ago. A month ago. A year ago. But now, as of 5:42 AM on March 17, 2020, we're living in a much different world. And it's weird to think I could feel it coming. For several … Continue reading I could feel this coming.
Physics was not my best class. Here I was, senior year of high school, vying for the "Seven-Semester High Honors" title I would share with many of my classmates. Our grades weren't weighted, but I'd be damned if I got either that honor or valedictorian (something I shared with 20 of my classmates) without going … Continue reading Equal and opposite reaction
I am a scaredy cat. I may not look like it on the outside, but my mantra basically my whole life has been, "Fake it until you make it." Through school. Through college. Through job after job. I reach higher ground and I'm still telling myself to fake it until I make it. Except I … Continue reading Scaredy cat
MPM 2.0: mercy unmasked 