Passions are liken'd best to floods and streams: The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb; So, when affection yields discourse, it seems The bottom is but shallow whence they come. They that are rich in words, in words discover That they are poor in that which makes a lover. -Sir Walter Raleigh I stumbled … Continue reading I Want To Be Dumb In 2018
This morning, I woke up depressed. Before I had even opened my eyes, I felt crushed by disappointments, exhaustion and the general weight of daily responsibilities. These are the moments where I choose. I choose to lean in and deal with whatever is going on inside of my heart and mind. Or I choose to … Continue reading When I Want Run
Do you see my idols? I do not worship the pagan gods of old with their gold overlays and silver adornments. Nothing so ridiculous as that. Instead, my idols come neatly-wrapped in culturally-appropriate packages. Hard to recognize, yet insidious all the same. Emotions, Productivity and Validation boast well-used altars which have been dismantled and rebuilt, … Continue reading In the Shadow of My Idols
I am scared of you. Terrified, in fact. This is the time where it seems necessary to PROCLAIM that THE BOY has given his rubber-stamp approval to this post. Not-so-surprisingly, he knows all of what I'm about to say. Lucky him, he's been front-seat-center-row for all of the FEARS, DOUBTS and CRAZINESS. You're welcome, Georgia. … Continue reading Dear marriage,
I'm sorry. I'm sorry for treating you so poorly. I'm sorry for all of the times I've berated you, abused you and all-around beaten you up with words. I'm sorry for how wrongly I've viewed who you are and who you were created to be.
I think it's safe to say that I love and hate you. As for THE BOY, now him, I'm fond of--quite a lot, in fact. But the fact that you are part of this jolly good thing we've got going on. Wellllll .... I could do without that (ie YOU).
Thank you, sincerely, from the bottom of my heart for creating a RIDICULOUS and UNREALISTIC set of expectations that no real man could ever fulfill. No, really, thanks.