I set out to find my people and headed to the great, big city. But, I realized everything I ever needed was right here in my own backyard. Dammit.
Category: rant
I’m in the middle of nowhere between the worst wildfires in Oregon’s history and the past life that just burned down behind me in Utah. Where I go next is TBD…
I know what love is, and I know what it definitely isn’t. And, I know I have a choice to make about the remaining time I have.
How many people have years like this? How many years like this do you have in your entire life? One, maybe two or three? I’m so completely grateful for coming out the other end of it transformed that it’s humbling.
You don’t get to choose who you love. Here’s my handy guide, with help from Falcor and friends, on loving addicts, grief-stricken friends and the apathetic…FUN!
Don’t laugh. I thought it would be easier than this. And, no, I don’t want to sleep with your husbands.
Groeningisms refer to the act of daily easter egg-like content that an audience comes to know and love. There’s something about that daily exercise. The daily act of coming up with something clever, or funny. Or, maybe not funny. Maybe something really devestaing—just dark, who cares?
Goal for 2016….know that the universe, for a short period in history, created a small blue planet capable of art, music, thought, war, pain, and suffering—and that it will all be forgotten in the grand scheme of things.