Mr. Stoically Broken is gone.
After asserting my worth and letting the line go quiet, suddenly – the attention that I needed/wanted/craved/deserved was back. Things were going well. 1,495 more words
A couple days ago, while sitting in a warm hot tub looking up at the brilliant blanket of stars that make up the remote Colorado sky, I had an unexpectedly extremely enlightening conversation about the existential void that is fundamental in human nature with my best friend and a stranger. 321 more words
Confession: I don’t actually like politics.
There was a time in my childhood that I considered being a lawyer, a judge, a politician, the President. But I quickly got bored with all the posturing and empty rhetoric that honestly didn’t make any sense to me and seemed like a whole big hullabaloo that complicated life, made people easily offended and offend-able, and seemed to dehumanize humanity into labels, issues, arguments, parties, monoliths. 1,620 more words