Passion is defined as a “strong and barely controllable emotion”. Purpose is “the reason for which something is done or created or for which something exists”. Do you know which one you’re living with?
1:30 am and sleepless again. Today’s insomnia is brought to you by AOL.
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Today as I was driving home I started analyzing my recent bout of writer’s block. It occurred to me it wasn’t actually so “recent”; I haven’t written anything (except a few blog posts) in about 6 months. Right now it feel less like a mental block and more like a deliberate set of malicious tactics being performed by my characters (read: imaginary friends). During that drive I imagined this scene…
The last Friday in July is always System Administrator Appreciation Day. So, today is the day to thank those amazing men and women who keep us up and running at the office. Without our three amazing guys and their boss we would be in some deep shit around here!
Believe it or not, I keep a lot of my opinions to myself (or just between me and a few good friends). I don’t share my opinions on gay marriage, the Confederate flag, feminism, ISIS, religion, politics or many other things. Why? Because I like to avoid conflict and I like to keep my friends. I can be pretty conservative (again, hard to believe I know). But, today I’m speaking out on all these things in one fell swoop. But maybe not as you would expect. (And this does get pretty wordy so bear with me).
Last week, I really wanted some flowers on my desk. No special occasion, no holiday or reason. I just really wanted fresh flowers on my desk. Particularly lilies, which I can’t get anyone to understand are my favorite! (Even if I use them as a device plot in my novels…)
Nine months ago I wrote a post called Affirmation Giveaway. It was a less-intense intro to this area but I felt it was a good start into examining my own feelings on the topic and the most important takeaway – I understand and I will be there if you need me because I DO understand. This post is more direct about a topic that tends to be misunderstood, shied-away from and even stigmatized: depression. I’ve started and stopped this post so many times becomes of that fear of being ridiculed, ignored or hurt by my honest. But after dealing with another episode this week, can’t pretend it isn’t here any more. It’s time to talk candidly.
My blog just told me it’s been a month since my last post. EEP! Sorry I disappeared…