There’s No Way This Can End Well.

I have a sadness story. It’s a story that lives inside of my consciousness, and it’s all about how everything ends in tears and regret. This story is so familiar that sometimes I think it is me. When I pull away from it so we can see each other, I...

Planning without planning.

There was a time (fine, whatever, most of my life) when I didn’t prepare for things. At all. I didn’t see the point. Thinking about whatever was approaching was stressful, and the dreaded doom of doom was going to happen anyway. Why bother. Avoidance...

Retroactive Emergency Vacation

It’s story time today. Ten years ago this May. I don’t want to write about this. And definitely not in the mood to go into all the details. So. Ignoring the mechanisms, the how and why of my world falling apart, some relevant pieces: In May of...

Except.

Something I find both incredibly frustrating and empowering at the same time is how there is at least one exception to just about everything I think is true. So. No big surprise, but I’ve been using this thing of finding the exceptions as part of the...
The Fluent Self