My anxiety is a spackle, filling in the cracks of daily life. For some people, anxiety can be a positive, keeping their senses sharp and giving them just enough edge to practice the presentation another time, plan a little better. Mine stays mostly dormant during those times, a silent passenger that lets me drive when…
Category: Life
Not the kind with boas
“It sounds funny when you keep using that word.” “What, bachelorette?” “Yeah. It makes me think of bachelorette parties and like, penis-shaped cocktails.” Mechanic has been traveling more than usual. I’m not very good at it. (See previous whiny post for further self-focused details.) And when talking to my bestie Amber, I described it a…
2 a.m. List
Mechanic is traveling more than I’d like the rest of 2017. I’m not meant to fly solo in my house. I’m a capital E, increase-the-font-all-the-way-up-to-36 Extrovert who gets easily sick of the sound of my own voice and craves company nonstop. Mechanic knows I’d happily sign a reality-TV contract if I meant I get to…
Finding Myself (Here, Yet Again)
Current view: Velvety gray fog as far as the eye can see, framed by deep green leaves swaying next to our cabin deep in the Smoky Mountains. Just 15 minutes ago, I was sitting in the hot tub with a book in hand, listening to the rain on the porch roof and startling by moments…
Of all the joints you could have walked into…
Sometimes you have to reflect on where you’ve been to appreciate where you’re going. The view isn’t always pretty, but “scenic” isn’t a straight synonym for beautiful, kittens. In this case, scenic is probably a synonym for “way too long a story for a blog” and yet, I’m writing one anyway. I’ve kept a story…
Someday Into Now 