POV: You put a bunch of work into the world, and the feeling of liberating your thoughts is cathartic and terrifying. Quickly, the latter feeling eats up the former. So you make less work. And then you find something more important to do. Something. It’s always something. Work, errands,

Y’all, I hate small talk.   It’s facile, uncomfortable, and it makes two or more people feel responsible for keeping up a conversation that they don’t want to have, usually while waiting for more important things or people to experience.  But, like a crystal-clear brook—or Krystal and

I could get a job. But I didn’t want to. There wasn’t enough “easy money” in the world to get me into a pair of khakis with any type of enthusiasm.

Perfection is easy, as long as you sit perfectly still.

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Picasso says, “Every act of creation is first an act of destruction.” Well, he doesn’t say it anymore, though. He’s been dead for awhile, so speaking is nothing short of difficult. In fact, I’m completely unsure of the number of times he did say it. Or if

I put on my dad’s robe this morning. It’s plaid with blues and grays and blacks criss-crossing over a fabric that is too soft to be made from natural fibers. It has a nice long belt that, decades ago, would have been made into a headband to wear

Folks, I love the McRib. If you have been wondering how this sandwich keeps popping up, your search for the truth has come to an end. Through visualization and the irrefutable law of attraction, I have pulled the McRib back to us once again, at all participating locations. My friends,