I need solitude like I need air. That is to say, solitude is necessary for me to be me and to center myself. However, just as breathing is necessary but not enough for a full and productive life, solitude is a basic need, one that I have to create regularly for myself, but in itself, …
There are a number of reasons why I’m leaving Las Cruces, and I’ve shared some of those reasons in a previous post before I had actually made up my mind to go. In the end, my decision was based on a number of factors that include short term financial needs, longer term financial goals, a …
You’ve got to know When to hold ’em, Know when to fold ’em Know when to walk away, Know when to run. You never count your money When you’re sittin’ at the table. There’ll be time enough for countin’ When the dealin’s done. I have spent the last two days with a stomach ache as …
[From xkcd – A webcomic of romance, sarcasm, math, and language – By Randall Munroe] Yeah. What he said. I was going to write more – actually did write more – but you know what? Either you get this or you don’t. I definitely measure more regrets of the things I didn’t do than the …
Sitting up at my grandparent’s camp at Square Pond in Shipleigh ME. Just moved from the picnic table because I saw ants crawling on my computer and didn’t want to have them crawling in my computer. That would be one hell of a computer bug to get rid of! This morning I took the canoe …
Sitting in Dave’s Coffee in Charlestown RI, right off route 1. Some light jazz playing in a funky and laid back atmosphere, and I’m finishing a “monster muffin” – which is damn big and was still warm and the raspberry is all gooey and red and sticky and the iced coffee is good, approaching very …
Moving, regardless of the opportunities it will bring . . . sucks. Moving apart after being together for 4 years, regardless of the rightness of the decision . . . Yeah, that sucks too. A lot.
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, …
From Jonathan Mead comes the question “why do we avoid doing what we love:” When we create, we come alive; we’re making love to life. We use our unique talents, perception and skills and make the intangible tangible. Most of us generally know what we want in life. For every person, the answer to what …
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