Normally Abnormal: ADHD, Imposter Syndrome, and Trying to be the Best Herd of Cats Herding Herds of Cats

What is up everybody? Anything new, exciting, or interesting? The day is just beginning here. The sun is peeking out over the mountains, shining directly into my eyes, making it an act of blind will to type. My cat is grandiosely showing me his asshole, like I'm supposed to give him a ribbon for world's... Continue Reading →

“I don’t wanna grow up and I don’t wanna die”

Wrote this about a year ago - thought it was good to share again. I wanted to share the conversation I had with my 8 year old last night...He was lying in bed and started crying saying he didn’t want to grow up and he didn’t want to die. The first thing I said was... Continue Reading →

Renaissance, Renaissance, Renaissance!

Can’t everyone stop arguing about masks and broken political systems and on and on so we can get to the good stuff? Chant it with me: Renaissance. Renaissance. Renaissance. No Phoenix sets herself ablaze to become the same bird. No caterpillar disintegrates in the chrysalis to come out a caterpillar. Death. Rebirth. Transformation. There is... Continue Reading →

Tweaking a Bob Marley quote

I wish we were all people who did not need labels to divide and used labels purely to describe. I wish people did what made them connect with happiness, joy, and authenticity, accepted everyone for who they are and listened to whatever helps them become more of who they are. I wish money didn’t make... Continue Reading →

That’s…So…Deep, bruh

What if everything I am is a culmination of the hopes, fears, dreams, wishes, nightmares, success, and failure of everyone who came before me? If I can believe that, then how many of my desires, aspirations, hopes, wishes are mine or someone who came before me? How many of my fears, worries, limitations, and so... Continue Reading →

In the eyes of my criticism

In the eyes of my criticism   In the eyes of my criticism I cannot stand tall There are whispers to remind me I am not enough   In the eyes of my criticism Failure is the mark Where I am found lacking And everyone will know   They’ll see me the way I do... Continue Reading →

Life Imitates Art

Have you seen the whole "Shakespeare wrote King Lear while quarantined thing"? It's like an earworm for me.   It's not like I'm even wasting my time (on the surface). I'm spending a lot of it with the kids, books I've been meaning to read, journaling I've been meaning to do, introspection I've been avoiding,... Continue Reading →

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