Month: April 2019

I’ve been doing hard work. The hardest work of my life, thus far. Many days my brain is exhausted from the processing. Other days, I can just enjoy where I’m at IN the process (nothing short of a miracle). The self-examined life is a powerful one, but it takes crazy courage. It also takes a … Continue reading integrate, not tolerate

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Much of my writing is melancholic. I know this. The beauty can seem muted by the process. But, I don’t know how else to write, as writing is my processing. My brain spread out like a garment on my ironing board, then the searing truth applied. Ironing out your life is humble, honest work. I … Continue reading managing mess

There’s a slowing that comes when you’ve reached the end of yourself. Like the last bit of honey, sluggishly seeping down the jar to a reluctant, pooled drip, then a finely webbed drizzle. It’s exaggeratedly pokey, with no way to rush. Not that anyone would want to hurry up the process of running out, but … Continue reading grow slow