Sunday Morning Thoughts: 7.1.18

It is how we see ourselves? Or how all the others see us? I suppose I’ve been in midst of one. Again. I suppose everyone goes through them. Periodically, until we fall down under the dirt. All this wondering about who. And the subsequent how and why. Though this wouldn’t be called a crisis. More…

Sunday Morning Thoughts: 6.10.18

This will not be the pity parade bummer of last week. Nor with it be sunshine and bullshit. The whole of my existence is between those two, never nearing one side too often.

Sunday Morning Thoughts: 3.11.18

I wonder, and you are welcome to wonder with me, whether it is proper in this life to weed out the good habits from the bad and place them in some prominence while the others are destroyed. Or at least covered up. What I mean to suggest, is whether there is not some merit to…

Sunday Morning Thoughts: 3.4.18

So, yesterday. Holy meta, Batman. Dig. So, there I was. Sitting in my old college theater, watching a show I was cast in myself some six or so years ago. Kinda soon to redo a show, I thought at first. But then, as it goes with undergrad, anyone who was even in that show has…