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What I Don’t Want this Blog to Be

More serious than it needs to be. I will try to laugh as much as appropriately possible. I hope I am never flip. But it may happen. In any way resembling therapy (though I suppose it will be a form of it for me). I will try to refrain from as much psychological mumbo-jumbo as […]

Starve the Beast

I’m not an expert on intermittent fasting (IF) but that won’t stop me from dishing out some opinions on this tasty topic. I have read a fair amount and watched several videos — a Japanese scientist, Yoshinori Ohsumi, won the 2016 Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine for his work on the topic so if […]

The Psych of the Sick

I am not a good sick person. I don’t deal well with not feeling well. Simply put, I am bad at illness. This week I have tried a trick that people with health issues of a more acute or chronic nature no doubt figure out: don’t identify too closely with your health. Call it the […]

Sending Away the Sniffles

I am not a doctor and I don’t play one on the Internet. I do not know what works for anyone else but here are my keys to dealing with the icks: – Drink lots of water. Duh. You have to flush out the bad stuff. – Put a splash of apple cider vinegar (with […]

Repair Mode

Turns out, my blahs had a physiological component. My body, it is now clear, is fighting something. It’s funny how you don’t notice the signs. I recall asking a friend on Saturday morning, “Is it colder in here today than usual?” I had on two layers. He looked at me like “what are you talking […]

Something Good This Way Comes

Expression is one of my current core values. For reasons I won’t go into now, expression has not always come easily for me. Also for reasons I won’t go into now, writing about expression is not coming easily for me at present, either. That is why they invented bullet points — to create the illusion […]

Give It Up Already, Man

I am tired of the sound of my own voice. I have listened to me all day (out loud and inside this melon on my shoulders) and, frankly, I have not had much interesting to say. By the end here, well, I slipped into a little something crabby. My apologies to the ether! And to […]

Grief

A characteristic of grief is that it can keep you from feeling things you want to or need to feel. Not just the so-called good feelings, either — happiness, joy, pleasure. Though, to be sure. Sometimes grief, which I imagine, if one wants to visualize it as an entity all its own, as a sort […]

Has Anybody Seen My Words?

They have to around here somewhere. I just had them! Where did you last see them? They were right … over … there! … right where I always leave them. You could retrace your steps. [Head scratch] Did I? No: I couldn’t have left them at the office. The gym. In the garage. I have […]

Big Days

The heat hums. Then fades. It is early morning. Our breaths, yours and your little buddy’s, inhale, exhale. Air in, air out. You are in your morning spot. On days that you suspect might be bigger than other days the tendency is toward control. You tighten your grip on the smallest silver of this life […]

Thanks, Giving

The word of the weekend is Gratitude. I realize Thanksgiving is not quite yet upon us. Call this a primer. Anyway, this is not about one day. It’s about 365. We all know that grateful people are happier people, don’t we? We have all experienced this for ourselves, too, seen what it does for us […]

Reset Button

Sometimes a week goes off the rails. I have not written much this week — a sign of stress and also an absence that exacerbates stress. I have lifted little weight this week, too. Same. I usually choose to stand much of the day at work. Yesterday, I sat more than usual. At one point, […]

Everybody’s Got Talent

I don’t do many things well, especially domestically, but one thing I have come to count on about myself is the ability to get out of jam. A specific sort of jam, I mean. What I am saying is that I can unplug me a toilet. ‘Twas not always so. I don’t mind admitting that […]

Anxiety Incarnate

Like a window shutting in front of your face. That is what it is like. A window you didn’t know was there. That you did not shut. Not wittingly anyway. You just could tell the view was being … skid, skid, skid … reframed. Thump. After this window closes you see as you did before […]