Tag: Life
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Sitting in My Garden
The sun is warm on my neck. The wind is still chilly, coming down from mountain tops still covered in snow. The smell of dry earth is like a parched well, longing for rain. It’s a strange combination. When the wind dies down, the sun stings the back of my neck. When the wind picks…
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Week 2 Update: I was Constipated
The project I had chosen for week 1 of my 42nd year was a creative non-fiction essay on smoking. It went well and I finished it on time. The article might not be as good as I was hoping but I did finish it. I don’t know if I’ll just publish it on my blog…
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Humans were Born to Run
Today in the morning, I woke up and put on my brand new running shoes and running windcheater and went for a run after many years. Say what you want about consumerism, but having new stuff can act as a powerful motivator. I ran on the four lane highway right above our house because that’s…
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Happy Birthday to Me
This is it guys. I did it. Woohoo! I completed another year on this here planet. What an achievement! You know, there was a moment last year where time stopped and it wouldn’t move forward and I didn’t know if I would be able to complete the year or not but then I pushed really…
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Fighting the Cult of Productivity
In a couple of days, I’ll turn 41 years old. As I prepare to start my 42nd trip around the sun, I’m trying to come up with a time management system that sits well with my philosophy and doesn’t repeat the same mistakes I always make, as I talked about in my last post on…
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I Wrote a Philosophy Book
(And Realized I’m Not Really a Philosopher) I’ve been working on my philosophy for a while now. I’ve approached it in a few different ways. First, I wanted to redefine Nihilism, because that’s kind of the closest philosophical term that I can think of, for my philosophy. Then I came up with my own term…
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Changes
Things are changing again. I’m going through a bit of a negative phase and it’s frustrating because I thought I had gotten over that phase. But change is the only constant and there’s just no way to continue on a path that you don’t believe in anymore. I wish I could just choose a path…
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