Monday Evening Thoughts: 3.25.24

It feels, a bit, as though I’ve been dampening down parts of myself lately. If not entirely shaving them away. That I’ve been ceasing to be the fuller version of myself that I not only wish to be- but seem to feel the instinctual drive that I must be. Might be hubris, but the ignorance…

Monday Evening Thoughts: 3.18.24

I woke yesterday a good distance from home. Intentionally. A place I had been before, but not in a good many years. A worthy trip, for sure. But exhausting. I laid my head back down in my own bed that later night. Much later. After a few hundred miles of driving.

Monday Evening Thoughts: 3.11.24

Not always, but often enough, I find myself feeling as though this is all some self-interrogation. Perhaps it has to do with the timing. Or the balance of cerebral chemistry that brewing in this regularly occurring timeslot. Isolated under the lonely light, I attempt to rip apart the forefront of thought to find some deeper…

Monday Evening Thoughts: 3.4.24

Gathering a coherent thought at the moment seems slightly out of grasp. Yet here I am, trying anyway. The self-imposed deadline is being tested, for sure. Must be my addiction to being spread thin. Something that does have its rewards, this I know. Doesn’t necessarily make it easier but try I must.