Two-thousand and Eighteen Ano Domini (whichever dominar you choose). That’s right, we made it. Not by any choice or effort on our part. It just happened. We can’t really take credit for it. Anyway, here’s me rhapsodizing about how great the next year in my life will be, blah blah blah, but really, I’m not …
Category Archives: Journal
Pandimensional
Social media has perverted and supplanted my ability to express myself artistically, literarily, philosophically, poetically. The things I used to say, things I want to say from the back of my soul — in the front of my mind is now installed a filter, a tuned circuit to impedance match and pipe that natural, raw …
Dotted Line
It’s clear to me that my employer does not respect boundaries. I got a missed call and a missed text from my manager, who sits in another city, saying that he wanted me to call him for our weekly 1:1 meeting, which is usually scheduled for Thursdays. I am on vacation this week and he …
Surplus
Was just thinking about a guy I went to high school with. Boyd. He was a cool cat; we had mechanical drawing class together. Anyway, he was into model aircraft as a hobby. I was into model railroad. We bonded for a short few years, satellites to each other’s planet. Funny that I remember him …
Meditation, Telemediation
There’s that thing where I have something vexing me, but can’t say in this public avenue, because that which is vexing me also has access to this very same avenue. Heavy times indeed. All I can say is that my paper journal would be a far better sphere to contain my thoughts and ideas, truths …