Lists are good. Lists are purveyors of sanity. Lists may not get tasks done, but they bring order to the chaos that is life. Lists, at certain places of work, can literally save lives. Checklists, do-to-lists, index lists, bucket lists, shopping lists- call them what you will, they certainly make life that teeny bit easier.... Continue Reading →
It come and goes. Waxes and wanes. Gathers and disperses. Blooms and withers. The blinding light and the pitch black. The all- enchanting angel and the all- consuming demon. Both within. And without. Ripping apart. And making whole again. The misery and ecstasy, bound irrevocably. Inseparable. The joy is superfluous. Reasonless. Beyond rationality.... Continue Reading →
Read the beginning here He heads home. Parks his car carelessly with no regard for the owners of adjoining vehicles. It is the least of his troubles at the moment. He is sinking. He desperately seeks isolation; a room all to himself . A place to do the things he needs to do in order... Continue Reading →
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