During a nice relaxing evening fishing in the wasteland between nukes, I had a few odd thoughts running through my mind. I get a lot of time to think and hash through some of the day’s more esoteric questions. For example, what would you have the toughest time doing in the wasteland? I think mine …
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You ever feel worthless as a human being? When I’m in a funk, that’s the first thought that always crawls up. People like to remind me of my value—yada, yada, yada—but I still can’t climb over that wall sometimes. I saw the shrink yesterday. And yes, I know some of you are thinking, “Good, …
I mentioned writer’s block yesterday, and here’s why: I’ve been chewing on how to talk about this without sounding mean-spirited or like I’m slinging mud for the sake of it. The problem is, when the truth itself is ugly, there’s only so much you can do to make it sound polite. And honestly? I’m not …
Well, isn’t that just lovely? I managed to hit some mystery key sequence that deleted the work I’d already started on this post. Given my current streak of writer’s block, maybe that’s a blessing in disguise. Or maybe it’s just another opportunity to stare at the blinking cursor and mutter expletives at my laptop. …
