Any writer’s who’s a real writer will feel the pain of sitting at their desk, their brain pumping and flowing with ideas — when suddenly, to their absolute horror, they don’t remember how to get any of it out on paper. It is the dreaded writer’s block, the scourge of the Seven Pens (heh — …
Last Sunday, while spending the day getting things done and taking time out for myself, I had the chance to talk to two family members on the phone. While speaking to them (separately), I noticed an interesting difference in each of the exchanges. Exchange #1 Family member 1: So, how have you been? Me: Oh, …
“You’re probably hypersensitive,” my counselor told me two weeks ago. “But, I just found out several months ago that I’m a severe introvert,” I thought. “And, I suffer from anxiety and depression. And, I haven’t regularly been around large amounts of people my own age since, like, college.” If it wasn’t happening to me, I probably …
Last night, I couldn’t sleep. My taekwondo instructor had asked earlier in the day if I could help him teach at a secondary school he had recently opened. A colleague whom he had also met last year — I will call him DD — had unfortunately not worked out, and my instructor needed me and …
Ah, yes. Today is one of those days that I feel like a complete and utter failure. Since last year, I’ve been dropping sly and subtle hints about the oncoming onslaught of awesomeness that was to be “Project New B.” By making this declaration, I was going to put out a new lease on life …
