There are days that change us. That become the oak trees by which we know our life turned. This is one of those days in my history. On this day twenty-nine years ago, the eve of my thirteenth birthday, my grandfather died. I was called out of class to the office with teenage oooohs following … Continue reading January 29th
A while ago I wrote about being sleepy. I now have an answer, a reason for all that sleepiness: sleep apnea. It's not sexy, but it's also not conversion disorder, which was my big fear. So there's something actually wrong that the data supports, and you cannot imagine how exciting that is to someone who … Continue reading Wakeful
Recently I invited someone close to me to share in a vision with me for my future as a writer and artist. Being admirably honest and intensely specific, they said of my prospects: "It is like a speck of an inkling of a possibility." That was Sunday. On Monday I returned to my desk and … Continue reading A Speck of an Inkling of a Possibility
When I left social media at the beginning of December, the reasons were several. I refocused on this blog for more reasons, and Chuck Wendig brilliantly stacked them up for us all: Old Man Blogs at Cloud. This is my space, and sometimes it doesn't feel very social. It feels quite one-way. And yet it … Continue reading To blogs!
For more than a year I have suggested to my healthcare providers that I'm depressed because I sleep so much, not--as had been presumed--that I sleep because I'm depressed. The doctors have listened. But the wheels of healthcare churn slowly through a miasma of mucky insurance and murky interdepartmental harangues. It is four days shy … Continue reading Sleepy