12: Broken Cups

The Thing always breaks where the bonds are weakest, not strongest.

07: A Love Letter to the Betrayers – Haters

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who […]

02: A Love Letter to the Betrayer – Contradictions

You are allowed to change relationships even if no one else understands. You are allowed to try again. You are allowed to walk away. You are not the same person you were yesterday. You are free to chose your life even if it is misunderstood.

Even if it appears to be a contradiction.

41: An Apology to Indy

Here is the truth, I have taken responsibility everyday for what is mine, but only for what is mine. I need to let others be responsible for what is theirs.

Thoughts on Mark Nepo’s Being Sad

How quick we are to believe the worst about people we don’t actually know because we want to believe the best about the people we love.

Thoughts on Mark Nepo’s Being Sad

How quick we are to believe the worst about people we don’t actually know because we want to believe the best about the people we love.

40: A Moment of Truth

When the longing unexpectedly blooms for C, I need not fear the sting from the hidden bee but remember that alongside C my life blossomed and flowed into a new season. Though the season has passed what I reap in this season is based on what I sowed in the last.

39: Cowboy Up

After spending nearly a week here I’ve come to appreciate something I’ve lost in my currently migratory life, it feels nice to sleep under the watchful eye of Tonto and some singing cowboys.

38: It Ain’t Me Babe

If you love someone you have to be open to hurting them and accept responsibility. If you love someone you have to be open to let them hurt you and accept that responsibility too. That is adulting. That is what it means to be vulnerable.