Paradise. Well, almost. All this baggage makes it feel like I’m the one to blame for not being able to relax. I refuse to claim it; I’m counting on it getting lost in transit. I promise, once it’s gone, I would not ask for more.
Read MoreFor a commitment phobe like me, it’s hard to imagine being in a relationship that is built for the long haul. Yet, here I am, actively involved with depression, which has served as my +1 for many years. What more can I say other than it’s complicated?
Read MoreIt’s all fun and games till someone gets possessed, but is contacting departed souls always an exorcise in futility, or is it possible to filter for Caspers only? It doesn’t matter, I already know who I’m gonna call in the end.
Read MoreI’m taking baby steps toward happiness and hopefulness; are your arms open to catch me if I fall? Don’t worry, I’m not packing; however, if you pick me up, it won’t be long till you bid farewell to your peace of mind as I take aim at the walls around your heart.
Read MoreSquinting to make numbers function correctly does not a mathematician make; ask my high school math teacher who helped me see I needed long-range vision support. But these small gains in arithmetic didn’t grant me any clarity on what’s next. Where’s hindsight when you need it?
Read MorePucker up, because positivity is ready to greet you with a big kiss at the door, but don’t look twice! These lips are made for talking, and they have quite a stay-in-place story to tell.
Read MoreIt speaks to my privilege to look at this aisle and not be panicked; I have enough toilet paper. But if demand continues to outweigh supply, I might need to get creative as my inventory dwindles. Maybe If I had approached all toilet paper buying opportunities through the “enough is never enough” lens before, this problem would have been wiped out.
Read MoreI imagine the Chicken Soup for the Soul series wouldn’t be the best-seller it is today if readers didn’t have souls. Did you know that the initial version was rejected 144 times? I guess publishers don’t have souls…Though the tears flowed with each reading, I can’t remember finding a recipe for the soul. So what’s cooking in there?
Read MoreMatt…Matt…WAKE UP! Now’s no time to be caught with your eyes closed. No, this isn’t a dream; just follow me along the branches, and we’ll make our way to the leaves to wave goodbye before they break away and turn into snowflakes. Hurry up, time is fluttering! Somebody pinch me.
Read MoreMATTHEW don gets straight emotional in this one broh. The planets going ham on each other broh.
Read MoreI’m throwing wicked side eye at Yankee Candle; Holiday Garland nearly busted out of the glass and set fire to my work station! If I wasn’t here watching it, who knows what could have happened. Much like everything else, it would probably go up in flames.
Read MoreGeez, jealousy is a hideous color on me. Even after escaping from the dark cocoon, I still find myself feeling so insignificant unless I can express my integrity. But will it be as beautiful as others’ integrity? Gulp…It’s touch and go from here on out.
Read MoreNow you see me, now you don’t. With so much time spent behind the computer screen, it’s easy to disappear into the World Wide Web and avoid making the words appear on this blog. How would Houdini navigate the connectivity that makes the greatest magic tricks look like chopped links?
Read MoreA picture is worth a thousand words, but can we ever trade them in to experience a full day of true happiness? What about an hour? A moment? I’m not sure on the extrinsic value of happiness nor the exchange rate; what I do know is that I would trade in all my words, pictures, and whatever else for sustained happiness. Is that enough, though?
Read MoreHonestly, I don’t know what you expect me to say. I’m just figuring out how to write freely; when it comes to opening my mouth and speaking those same words, I get choked up. Oh! To be one of those speakers who are able to command a room with their words, regardless of the message. What could possibly go wrong?
Read MoreAre you sure about this? You seem to be divulging an awful lot about yourself lately…It’s interesting how even the slightest doubt disrupts any semblance of certainty I’ve established. It’s taken me over a month to write about my experiences with Absolute Certainty; still, I’m not sure if I’ve arrived at that point.
Read MoreSalt-N-Pepa certainly had the right idea when they started the conversation with “Let’s Talk about Sex Baby,” but why is it so difficult talking about “all the good things and the bad things that may be” associated with the topic? Is my sexual energy beyond control?
Read MoreMATTHEW’s mating tendencies typically center around the phone, whether recruiting via apps, cultivating via text, or stewarding via social media; however, my heart feels trapped up against the glass screen and unable to break through. Can I ever find an appropriate mate if the transmittal of soul is dependent on WiFi?
Read MoreYou may or may not know that I play piano; I started lessons when I was 7. One of my first experiences playing in front of a large crowd was at church. The song? “Bring a Torch, Jeanette, Isabella.” The keys on a piano play more smoothly than on a laptop, though, so will I figure out the right notes to pass the torch?
Read More“It’s hotter than hell.” The warm Chicago summer fueled the overuse of this phrase, but what is it about hell that makes it so hot? And what does it take to escape the burning agony and break through to the cooler conditions of heaven? Who is ready for a temperature change.
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