The thing about feeling dead inside is that it gives you a false sense of security that you won’t hurt. That although you can’t feel anything good, then by default you probably won’t feel anything bad either. So you make decisions, you take calculated risks. Then shit threatens to blow up in your face. Oops. … Continue reading Conundrum


29 again

It’s another birthday. A time to reflect on the past year and make plans for the next. As I told my friend last year, “Let’s make this the best decade yet!” Maybe there wasn’t an exclamation point at the time. I don’t really get that ‘excited voice’, but the sentiment was there. It was time … Continue reading 29 again