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My Life

I went to work today. I didn’t like it. It didn’t feel good. I don’t think I’ll go back. Just not interested anymore. When I’m done, I’m done. I dated a girl for a day once. It wasn’t right. I didn’t feel right. I can wander along in something of...

(random, unedited, stream of consciousness memories) The storeroom. Chipped white paint. Rotten wood siding. Pieces falling off, never fixed. Aged and worn. Sloped, red tin roof, connected to the brick house. Inside was stuff, both needed and not. The smell of concrete. Grab a ball to play. Grab a bike to...

God and writing have always been mysteries that run throughout my life. Both are fairly unknowable but have strong presence. Neither can be nailed down and explained. Both haunt many people and force them outside themselves in a search for truth. Countless books have been written on both God and...

Sipping wine at my desk on a Friday afternoon, reflecting on the events of the past several months. It hasn’t been easy. It hasn’t been clear. I’ve felt lost, confused, angry, sad, depressed and anxious. Something about the way I’m living my life is killing me. My wife and I...

It's not hard. You start with not taking very good care of yourself and having no real extracurricular activities to fill your tank. It's best to have a very empty tank. Then you work a busy job, come home, looking for some quiet. If you really want this to work,...

When I was a boy I got my hair cut at Dapper Dan's. The barber shop was down the street from my house by the Trolley Stop Deli, the Firehouse, the dry cleaners, a bank, an old train station, and the video store where I rented movies for $2.11. It...