After running a mile and encountering a welter of thoughts, going ka-chunk through my desperately quiet-seeking head, it’s a bit of a let down. I was wishing for the “engine” to come, that which gets me through the long runs and damps down the emotional baggage, and all I could come up with was “nice sunset, hoping she finds her cat, run you idiot ( Read more... )

It's like listening to three albums playing at 78, writing down the lyrics while refinishing the floor and calculating pi to the 200th decimal ( Read more... )

Preparing for the next two weeks with Micah, my mom coming to town to visit...
Basically, it will be an interesting fourteen days.
I'm really hoping to retain my sanity, but the alternative may be better.
I am, however, looking forward to having some time with the kiddo.

So in three days my Mom flies into town…happy happy joy joy. No, it’ll be nice, just my Mom’s a handful ( Read more... )