Writing. Productivity. Passion. Purpose.
Contemplation is one thing, my pride is another, to paraphrase. We can look back on our own lives, and see all the ways in which it splices, how every decision begets another decision, until you are where you are. I can tell you how I got here, but I’ve found myself daydreaming the “what if” as of late.
Continue reading “The Road Not Taken: A Contemplation”
I’m keeping myself busy for a lot of reasons. Maybe it’s because of the *everything* happening in the world, and I want to close in a little bit to the things I can control. Or maybe it’s because no matter the circumstance, I need to be doing as many things as possible.
Continue reading “Doing Everything: A Cautionary Tale”
I started a sentence the other day, “When I was working for this labor union,” and the person I was speaking to stopped me.
“What do you mean, ‘when you worked for a labor union?'” For what it’s worth, the story had nothing to do with the union, it was a silly story about a coffee that used to be available at a local chain coffee shop. Regardless, the question got me thinking. Over the last 10 years, I’ve had 20 different jobs that I list on Linkedin, and another 15-20 random freelance things that I’ve done. What has this bredth of experience taught me?
Continue reading “Multifaceted Personhood: Experience and Growth”
Life is too short. Beyond the physical of the actual passage of time being short, there is also the phenomenon of time passing faster as you get older. I feel like the older I get, the faster time seems to go. Already, January is almost over, and I’m 1/12th of the way through the year.
Continue reading “On Living and Giving”
I lost my phone today. An inconvenience, of course. Phones are an expensive little tether to the world, to the social internet, to the people in your life. I run my work off my phone, and I spend more time staring at that little rectangle than anything else. I wouldn’t consider myself to have a level of phone addiction, but the level of tether to it is unmistakeable. But phones can represent so many things, and this represented loss.
Continue reading “Loss: The Physical and the Memories”
It’s April of 2024, and I’ve been working 10-20 hours every weekend for the better part of the last 13 month. This is on top of my day job.
After all, I’m trying to out run my emotions by drowning them out in being exhausted from working. I’m trying, desperately, to claw my way out of the hole I’ve been left in. And I’m exhausted.
I get a text Saturday night. I happen to have a rare Sunday off.
Continue reading “One Fun Thing: A Strategy For Living”
For me, picking a theme for the year sets the tone for how the year will go. I have, over the last 8 years or so, picked many themes, from “move” to “grace” to “survive.”
Continue reading “My 2025 Word of the Year”
It’s that time of year where I make a bunch of resolutions and hope that I keep to some of them. The year this was most successful was 2021, when I set out to get married and buy a condo, and managed to acheive both. This year, my life looks a little different, but nevertheless, cultivating a list of 25 things to do in 2025 gives me a sense of acheivement to look back on.
This idea, as always, is cribbed from the one and only Gretchen Rubin, whose insights provide such value to my life. If you haven’t already, my recommendation for the start of each year is to read her first book on happiness, The Happiness Project, which provides incredible insight into building a life that you are satisfied with.
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My father introduced me as such the other day. “This is my daughter. She’s a writer.”
Continue reading ““She’s a Writer.””
“Salt air, and the rust on your door…”
On July 31st, thousands of Swifties joked online to sprinkle salt on rusted nails and leave them at your door, and maybe Taylor Swift would pay a visit, like Santa Clause or something.
Continue reading “August”