Soooo…. it turns out that maybe I was just hangry when I was feeling like a cranky pants. Actually I just needed to shift gears. Cooking up some dinner and working on the video project were enough to distract me. I put together a rough draft of the video. I’ve about reached the limitations of…
Category: Dear Diary
Mr. Cranky Pants
I’m unemployed, single, and it’s uncomfortably hot out. While my morning started off fine enough with a long walk and stop at the farmers’ market, I’ve been cranky for the past few hours. I don’t know if it would be better or worse to have a partner in these moments. On the one hand, they…
Tuesday Evening Coming Down
Well, I woke up Sunday morningWith no way to hold my head that didn’t hurtAnd the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t badSo I had one more for dessertThen I fumbled in my closet for my clothesAnd found my cleanest dirty shirtAnd I shaved my face and combed my hairAnd stumbled down the stairs to…
Sunsets and a Little Swagger
I spent my afternoon reading and editing some of my older posts. I also revised and still didn’t send the email to my ex-fiancee that I mentioned in my earlier post. There’s a good chance I won’t send it. When I’ve reached out in the past a few different things happen. First, I almost immediately…
There Is Always Hope…
I’ve mentioned (and lamented) my new, old habit of wasting time on social media and non-social media (or I guess what could just be called regular old media – news). Entire hours go by, which bleeds into the day, and the next thing I know that cat is bugging me to feed him dinner. The…
Stickman at Sunset
Given the fiction I was composing earlier this morning, one might have thought I’d have spent my afternoon writing. One would be wrong. After my deliciously simple lunch, I had coffee and read a little bit. It occurred to me that this morning I read poetry, which might have gotten the creative juices going. This…
Quietly After
It was definitely thunder that I heard…. the sky was clear, but something was brewing. In lots of places around the country, summer brings pop-up thunderstorms. My experience in Memphis is that these things come out of nowhere pretty quickly. I stood on my balcony for a few minutes watching the lightening, and then the…
Independence Day
For the first time in 20 years (or at least I think it’s the first time) I will miss the 4th of July party that my friends and their parents host. They weren’t sure if they were going to have it this year. A week or two ago they said it was back on. These…
Of Little Consequence
The other day, I added a new sub-category, dear diary, to the blog. I’m not sure if it will make any sense – but the idea was to create a spot where the annoyingly (to me) mundane posts will go. The ones that I don’t care for but inevitably write. The ones that talk about…
Dear Diary
I’ve been avoiding writing. As best as I can tell it’s for a few different reasons: I’ve been thinking a lot about what I’m going to do next (without a whole lot of options); I’ve been coming around to accepting that anger at my ex (as much as I want to believe it’s never the…
FAILED MEDITATIONS
Tonight was another night when my mind was all over the place. I read a bit more of the book I started. Loved this passage – almost spit my drink out. It’s about an Irishman on his first trip to New York in the 70s. I boarded a bus amid the swelter and noise. Later…