Today's post is in response to WordPress's Daily Prompt: Panacea. All humans can agree that our world is full of difficulty and disease, but the concept of something that would cure all of our ailments and mend all of our troubles seems like the beginning of science fiction novel where the reader will immediately begin wondering: what's … Continue reading Elusive Panacea & Tragedy
I am still riding out a bout of intense depression and couldn't muster the strength for a real post. Instead I started playing with words, words beginning with the letter o. I challenged myself to create a poem with o-words expressing my current state of feeling. I think it turned out quite nicely and maybe … Continue reading Another Mood.
I challenge you to spend one hour each day in November focusing on your dreams. Why? In conversations lately I've been running into people who get themselves stuck in the same situation that I find myself in now. There are so many things that we WANT to do, but when we get home from work/school/social … Continue reading Hour of You
For the past year (maybe even more) I have been struggling to get back into regular treatment with a therapist. It’s something I don’t talk about because it’s a frustrating process. I won’t waste much time on how hard it is to get access to healthcare. Seeing a regular doctor for a routine health issue … Continue reading Mental Healthcare is a Struggle
When I think about routines I'm immediately brought back to The Shining and the phrase Jack writes over and over: ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES JACK A DULL BOY. It is in my nature is to agree. I tend to be drawn to colorful chaos. So much so that earlier this year I wrote this: … Continue reading On Routine…
Recently I have failed to pencil in time to recharge my batteries and I am feeling it. I have been so excited to see everyone and do all the things that I have always wanted to do, but I forget that I need time to myself in order to keep that power house running. This … Continue reading You Can’t Pour From An Empty Cup
"Body on the Tracks" Huddled. An empty train packed. Delayed. Half hour commute tripled. Paused for Signal. Still silent bodies wait. We appreciate your patience. Rerouted. Shuttle buses to final destinations. Tracks closed from Belmont to North/Clybourn. Two miles of investigation. Attempts to make sense of the unknown. Two miles of collection. Piecing together an … Continue reading Body on the Tracks