On Time Travel and the Collection of Sounds in My Ears
I’m sure you know there’s lots to learn
But that’s not your fault, that’s just your turn
Life
This is Halloween, This is Halloween
Happy October 32nd, everyone! I’ve decided to just ignore November entirely.
I love mid-October because Halloween is my favorite holiday, though I did phone it in a bit this year. Lorelei wanted to be a witch, so our theme was just basic dark fairytale cliches.
Thoughts on Skinny Dipping, Identity, and Taking My Kid to a Rock Show
For the last couple of weeks, I’ve been giving a lot of thought to identity and how we discern who we are based on what we do. For some people, that might be their career. I have many friends who have pursued one ambition doggedly, and with success, for years or decades. Other friends find their passion in one cause, or maybe two. Some dabble, collecting little pieces of interests that create a mosaic of themselves.
“October Gardens Rusty, Ragged, Overgrown”
When I wrote Drawings From the Top of the Seasonal Affective Disorder Rollercoaster, I portrayed October as the top of the coaster, poised over the abyss of winter. It’s more complicated than that. While I love Halloween, the track to get there is full of potholes.
Living Life in the In Between
I haven’t felt much like writing.
Sometimes this is the canary in the depressive coalmine but I’m not sure that’s the case right now. My goal this year was to write less but write better. Quality over quantity. Somehow that has led to writing almost nothing at all.
Totalifail – The Best Laid Plans of Mice and Naive College Students
What do white supremacists and a total solar eclipse have in common? My weekend involved both, though neither happened quite as rumored/planned.
Where is My Mother of the Year Award?
Every so often, Lorelei asks to dye her hair. And all those so oftens, I say “sure!” Because… why not?