When I get attached to a musician or band or song, it’s about the lyrics. Yes, the music has to sound good, but the ones that sneak up behind me and capture my heart are the ones that have clever lyrics and tell good stories.
Vacation is coming. I cannot WAIT to post about vacation in a historic city and being there with proper adults – no kids!
Bright, shiny things. I keep them in my treasure box and I pull them out sometimes, and instead of just enjoying how bright and shiny they are, or the joy they brought me once, I study them and wonder if they are still as fond of me as I am of them.
We choose friendships and form relationships based on what we subconsciously think of ourselves. Aim high. Aim higher.
My son thinks time travel is possible and I hope he always believes in things and hopes in his own abilities and has faith in his fellow man to accomplish great feats together.
It takes courage to be so vulnerable.
How can writers be so insecure and so vain at the same time?
Debt is an illusion. So is power.
No judgment, but it’s ironic when a famous person who’s had lots of plastic surgery and other enhancements says “just be yourself”. Like, yeah… how did that work out for you?
Running is hard. I love it, and it kicks my ass, and I feel like such a warrior when I finish. Doesn’t matter the terrain or mileage. Just challenging my belief system about how strong I am (or am not), how far I can go, how fast I am, it’s an incredible feeling.
Sometimes late at night I just sit here and read memes and laugh until I get a Charley Horse in my abdomen.