A cloud of Missouri dust billowed around us as the wedding shuttle pulled up to the barn. We were finally there. I quickly looked at my phone. Seven minutes to go…there’s still time… Our driver opened the coach door and bounced down the steps as we all began to get up from our seats….
Meant To Be (Part II)
When my Dad first told me that “things come in Twos”, my immediate thought was “yeah, right Dad.” I mean, come on, Twos? Isn’t that just your standard pairing? A common coincidence? It seemed to me that Threes, or Fours, or heck, SEVENS would be way more unique, and way more interesting. After all,…
Meant To Be (Part I)
The bus ground slowly along the dirt road, and then stopped completely. “Oh no, we’re lost.” I said outwardly, in jest. Several wedding guests turned and looked at me with anxious smiles, unsure if I was joking. I checked my phone’s clock. The music was scheduled to begin in twelve minutes, and the odds of…
40
Christmas is right around the corner, which means the New Year isn’t far behind, and after that comes along my birthday. It’s a notable one this time around — the “Big 40”. I guess I should be excited, or depressed, or at least horrified, but actually I’m feeling sort of…well, meh about the whole deal….
Couch Potato
I’ve been sitting on the couch a lot this month. I’m not exactly sure why, or to what end — it feels sort of like I’m in neutral. Everyone’s asleep, the TV’s dark, and most of the lights are out. It’s quiet except for the drone of the basement dehumidifier, the rush of the wind outside,…
Battling Entropy
So, yesterday I completely freaked-out. Not “Michael Douglas in Falling Down” freaked-out, but it was a true mental freak-out. I was on my hands and knees in a corner of my kitchen, staring at the wall, shaking my head. The baseboard I had cut was a half-inch too short. It doesn’t sound freak-out bad, but this was…
Subway Surfing
So I have to admit, Clarity was painful to write. So painful, in fact, that I’ve been hiding from Detanglement for over a month. I’ve read the post several times, maybe eight or nine. It’s scary to open up like this, to bare thought, feeling, insecurity to all. But that’s entirely the point. I don’t believe…
Enter the Warrior
Several years ago I remember jumping on one of those Facebook memes — it was a fun one that asked people to write a note detailing the 25 most-influential albums of your life. I took it pretty seriously, and after several hours of agonizing deliberation, posted my albums for the world to see. I’ve always…
The Wheel
It’s late, and I’m exhausted. Physically, mentally, I guess even emotionally. You know it’s bad when you try to remember what day it is and you can’t. I rally against the Hamster Wheel at every opportunity I can, but the reality is that sometimes you simply have to hop on and grind it out. The…
Detanglement 