What’s up with fear? I get the survival component: we wouldn’t be a successful species if we all wanted to play with gorillas, but does it have to be so persistent during non-dire situations? I don’t like racing hearts and flop sweats. [i] I’m afraid frequently. Partly because I suffer from anxiety and partly because I’m a Gemini. Half of me is a big, fat … Continue reading Fear facts.
A fantastic essay about the challenging, perpetual battle of misery that is depression (major and persistent). Have you ever woken up, just lying there in bed, wondering to yourself if it’s really worth it going to work. To be woken up unnaturally by whatever … What the hell am I doing and why I should do it? Continue reading What the hell am I doing and why I should do it?
I binged yesterday. Except I didn’t. That is, I binged, but it was a regular binge, not a bulimia binge. The difference is in quality and quantity, both important factors. Quantity especially. When it comes to numbers, a bulimic binge can be a different kind of animal. [i] I remember listening to my friends as they talked about their pig-out sessions. A whole bag of … Continue reading I binged yesterday.
“Doors open, doors close” is a catchy title that for once didn’t require hard work or hair-tearing. Usually, I struggle. Unfortunately, while it popped up whole and unbidden, it’s also a smidge misleading. It sounds philosophic and while we may end up there, I’m actually referencing the literal. My grandson closes doors. He’s not a fan of the wide-open space. Some were closed to him … Continue reading Doors open, doors close.
From Famine to Feast 