My brain is a bowl of cold lumpy oatmeal

I have many irons in the fire. I spend the majority of my time in the service of others. At the end of the day, I feel like a bowl of cold lumpy oatmeal. I feel I’m expected to relax and enjoy the scenery on a train that is barreling forward at 200 miles an hour. If I don’t slow down, I might miss it.

Beware I have cooties

I have always been an optimal target for bullies as that weird kid with cooties. Admittedly, the bullies changed from year to year, but the outcome was always the same. It left me feeling as if I had a scarlet letter tattooed on my forehead. I have learned to embrace my contrarian nature. I hope to “break the fourth wall” that conventionality dictates & say the “unsayable”.

I am a reformed fuck-up and have come a long way

I have this infuriating tendency to take my unhealthy belief systems to their most absurd conclusion. Much like French kissing a light socket, it is only when I confront the painful consequences of my actions that I can extricate my head from the rear. Whether you call it a “dark night of the soul”, or simply personal growth, I have come a long way (This blog is a revealing byproduct of this journey.)

I am a frustrated artist

Within me lurks a well of untapped creative energy the presence of which creates a well of frustration. I feel full to the brim with ideas that tickle my brain. I desire to follow the ideas until they can be realized. However, life is an obstacle course. I wish to adequately capture the essence of my creative ideas but always fall short. This blog is an essential creative outlet that can allow me to regain a bit of sanity…

Thanks for visiting!!!

I’m honestly quite proud of what I’ve created here. I see no reason why a person can’t engage in intellectual curiosity & mindless fun on a blog that is also aesthetically pleasing :).. On a serious note, I really have put quite a bit of work into it

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