Category: An Adventure

Yes, I’ve asked that before; here I am, asking again. I wish I could say I wondered if the purpose of life had changed, likely…

Today was a good day, ever so slightly better than yesterday- not excelling in any single metric other than perhaps a feeling of ‘continuity’. A…

Habits. A lot comes down to having good habits and good routines. Writing must be one of those for me. I certainly had a flow…

Slowly, I’m going to have to catch up on the backstory. A whole missing month- some people might begin to wonder… I have missed nearly…

I’m kind of sad.  Very happy that I’m feeling better, thinking wholly, and getting stronger. However, there seem to be downsides. I think in my…

A proper bit of writing? Well, I do miss it (to some extent,) though let’s just say there have always been pros and cons and…

This page intentionally left blank… ha. October was a montage of growth and awakening, remembering and reprocessing. A high dose of opioids and month of…

My arms hurt. Just sitting here, arms draped evenly from my shoulders, my hips placed firmly under me and tilted forward, my upper back stretching…

I’d rather take the steps; it’s only a little more effort, and physical rather than mental. The imposition of walls dictates and contains the length…

I didn’t write last night, perhaps I’ve lost the habit. Maybe, I’ve lost the last for it. It’s the openness that seems to bother me…