Musings On A Saturday

"The purpose" is an elusive concept to capture in words or thought or even philosophy. Right after inquiring "what is the meaning of life" follows the second question"what is my life's purpose". And answering "I dunno" doesn't always feel so inspirational. I was walking down the sidewalk this week towards work when I passed this... Continue Reading →

A Spark

Life is beautiful in pain, with the tinged edges of lofted memories. Like peanut butter smeared on celary Or caramel chocolate. But this isn't a conversation about food. It's been 5 months, so much has changed Faster than even I could have arranged. The barometer of time Can erase much from the lines. But never... Continue Reading →

Coffee #27: Question mark? Semicolon; Zer0

( ? ) Question Mark: I question everything and know nothing. I look in the mirror and see a stranger of unimportance and delusion. Questions haunt me so much more beyond the simplistic -"what's that?" or "google it?"- moments. When a definition provided clarity and answers completed the quest. But words don't mean anything, and... Continue Reading →

Coffee #8: Remembering Pain

This past week has encompassed: Painful memories Sleepless nights Regret New beginnings So, let's grab our mugs and cozy up to the fireplace. I'm gonna just talk for a bit, if you don't mind.   Painful Memories I am walking a fine line between obsessing with the past and learning lessons from it. In an effort... Continue Reading →

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