My Next 30 years
I’ll do my best to not bore you with clichés of growing older and wiser. I’m not sure I’ve ever been wise, and the more I grow old, the more I feel that’s the god’s honest truth and not me being modest. Every not and then, though, you have to sit back and realize that...
1 Fish, 2 Fish: My Saturday Night FIght
It’s 3 AM, and I will openly apologize to anyone who reads this, as it will be unedited. My posts are usually filtered through my wife where she tells me where I’ve been an idiot. Not this one. Proceed with caution. The biggest misconception about depression, is that...
Moving On: My Christmas Tradition
I remember when Christmas changed for me. It was 1992 while living in Visalia, California. My parents had been separated off and on through the year, and I had my first interaction with death, as both of my father’s parents had died, Pa in February, and Granny in...
So I wait and I try; I confess all my crimes
Busy, busy, busy. This has been my life for the last 3 months. Between work, home, and personal projects, I’m wearing thin. The bad part is that the second I start removing things from my plate, my mind starts to wonder and then it’s just better to over-occupy myself....
