New Life, Round Two
Eleven months and a day ago, I first experimented with an impressively productive daily routine of my own design. It lasted for three blessed weeks before it was crushed by
a pool of ideas for the late mind
Eleven months and a day ago, I first experimented with an impressively productive daily routine of my own design. It lasted for three blessed weeks before it was crushed by
What good can come from comfort? It’s not gonna be art. Jack White After having spent three months of my six-month sabbatical visiting my friends across Germany, the contrast of
The corporeal reality. Meatspace. I have entered it once more, and it feels good to know I’m more than a hurting head. The rest of my body can hurt, too!
Last week was tired and sluggish and stressful with constant headaches. A steady decline, culminating in a bit of a breakdown on Sunday. But out of the dreariness was born