Posts about, among other things, mental illness, mental health, and recovery.
My desktop is again cluttered with memes I’m waiting to share. The perfect opportunity is more rare than one supposes, however. I suppose that’s why they say, “Perfection is the enemy of good.” I hope to meet the wise oracles of “they” one day. Regardless, it sounds like good advice. So, enjoy. Or don’t – I accept zero responsibility. All that matters is I’m free … Continue reading Desktop cleanse, mark 537.
I’m planning a garage sale. For real this time. It had better be for real – half the garage is already full of crap – sorry, gently used treasures – looking for a new home. Do I have to provide shopping bags or wrapping for breakables? Do I have to make change? It’s been a long time since I’ve had a garage sale, mostly because … Continue reading Things you’ll see at the garage sale, kitchen edition.
I don’t remember a time I didn’t write. The “I don’t remember a time” introduction is one of my favourite clichés: I wonder if everyone else is also exaggerating? I remember when journalling wasn’t a thing I did, and what’s my style of writing but edited journalling, to greater or lesser degrees. I have a box full of filled notebooks now, but I remember the … Continue reading When the road’s a mystery, an off-the-cuff joint.
I read Steven Covey’s “The Seven Habits of Highly Effective People” when I was at university. Not as coursework. Instead of coursework. I did that quite often. It’s a big world with lots of books. I loved it. I’m fond of the self-improvement genre, and he had a lot of good ideas. I wanted to implement them all and be effective in my life, but … Continue reading Happiness is lists – an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast 