Fuck Birthdays

Birthdays are supposed to be a happy time. You’re a year older. A year wiser. A year closer to driving. Or drinking. Or graduating. Or death.  I find birthdays to be an annual reminder of all the things I still haven’t accomplished. A review of my failures if you will. And every year I say […]

Freshly Clipped Wings

I’ve fallen into another psychological rut. I don’t want to go to work tomorrow. I don’t want to call in sick. I just want to not go. I had made up my mind to go in on Saturday and get ahead on a few things so I wouldn’t feel behind on Monday. But before I […]

Blogtober

I don’t usually blog on Saturdays, but I secretly (now not so secretly) told myself that I was going to blog every single day in October. Partly because I was hoping my life would get way more exciting than it currently is and also because I just need to get back into the habit of […]

Let Go & Trust

I was in my kitchen tonight washing dishes. On the top shelf of one of my cabinets, I have a plastic plate. It’s got three little compartments so your food doesn’t touch and it’s adorned with a little boy in a cowboy hat and his horse. I’ve had this plate since my daughter was born. […]