Recently I’ve written a number of blog entries that I haven’t posted…mostly because they’ve been too honest and depressing, even by my standards. I wrote one before I went to Peru that was sort of a plea to myself which quickly degenerated into some suicidal rambling and was ultimately so sad that I couldn’t read it without starting to cry in the coffee shop I was writing it in, so I had to stop. From…
take a trip to Peru
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I’m going to Peru on Saturday. But right now I’m in a coffee shop in Texas. I’m looking at photos spread across the shop’s wall in a neat display–they’re photos of mine, from other trips…China, Malaysia, Thailand. If I look…
resignation letters
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It’s possible that one of the only times I’ve felt in control of my life recently is when writing resignation letters. So, I guess it’s time for another one. It’s time for something to help shock me out of the…
Jessica and the Christopher Columbus story
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Many things I view as significant personal achievements, some of them are things that I may not have done myself but may have elicited from others. Sometimes you’re an astute listener and people share secrets; sometimes you’re a puppeteer of…
job meaningfulness update
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Jobs…so what is a job really? You know that time you were born and then eventually experienced consciousness as a little kid, the first moment at the kitchen table thinking, “hey, I am Brian; I am this person,” while touching your hand to your nose. Burning yourself on the stove, crawling around on the floor, feeling the carpet beneath you. Feeling the linoleum beneath you when you get in the kitchen. Sitting on the stairs.…
2013 recap and general thoughts on my life
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I’ve been back in America for almost a year now and have repeatedly settled into and broken out of a few semi-regular jobs—which have constrained time for adventures a bit—and just made me feel stuck and anxious about life in…
Saturday morning
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Saturday morning and it’s like a real weekend again because I’m not working the jobs where I’m currently underemployed (but thankful to have). Like being a kid again except instead of Saturday morning cartoons I read the news and ate low-fat Greek yogurt with oatmeal and honey mixed in. No one is at the house. My father is in South America skiing. My mom went to go visit family. Since nobody is home to disrupt…