Coping with Disappointment

For various reasons, people tend to think I have my dumplings together. I am here to assure you of precisely the opposite. An inconvenient alternate hypothesis, you might say, and I would agree. I am not the smartest one in the room. I am not exceedingly gifted in any discernible fashion. I am not the… Continue reading Coping with Disappointment

That’s raddish

In light of some confusion over my previous post, which began with a fictional short story based on the ongoing childhood of yours truly, I'd just like to make one comment: I am not thirty-two years old. Actually, I have over a decade more to go before I become that. So, now that we've cleared… Continue reading That’s raddish

Imagine in Purple

I doubt I'm getting to that age where I have the seniority to say "as you get older you find that every year passes you by so quickly that they blend into one another". Nor am I quite so busy to say that the thin silver line between each day has disappeared. But there's one… Continue reading Imagine in Purple