Stupid little tidbits

I really, REALLY hate giving advice. For two reasons. One: I don’t know shit.Two: People typically already know what they need to do—they just need someone wise enough who can shut up and listen while they sort it all out. But, I feel oddly compelled in this moment to write about what has genuinely helped… Continue reading Stupid little tidbits

Slow motion

The truth isI was a sleeping passengeron a trainwaking only for brief moments of clarity. Desperately trying to coast my waythrough my own lifeby being numb to it all. The trouble with losing sight of yourself isn’t what it feels like in the moment. It’s the weight of when you reappear like an afternoon naplasting… Continue reading Slow motion