Broken Cycles, Sleepless Nights

I’ve slept like shit the last few nights—tossing, turning, always waking up in the middle of the bed, like the physical center somehow echoes the emotional void around me. As I was getting ready for bed last night, a thought kept bubbling up: God, I wish I had stopped ignoring the signs. I wish I’d …

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Dirty Laundry and Other Sacred Relics

"I make my livin' off the evenin' news Just give me somethin', somethin' I can use People love it when you lose They love dirty laundry" – Don Henley This song feels tailor-made for the era we’re living in. I think about it every time I open my blog dashboard and see that—surprise—posts about trauma …

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The Part That Hasn’t Been Written Yet

So, I'm sure you noticed yesterday’s blog had a lot of raw emotion. I’m not going to apologize for any of it, because it was real. That kind of emotional purging—call it angst or call it blog vomit—is sometimes necessary. It’s what I was feeling, and I’ve been sugarcoating too much for too long. Time …

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Two years later and counting…

Good old Facebook—if you use the basic settings, Facebook will remind you of everything that happened on a certain date in a certain year. Most of the time, they're not things that you always want to remember. There was a one-year series of about five or six shows on the Peacock network called *Swedish Death …

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