Isaac Asimov did it
Isaac Asimov did it
A long time ago, I was an aspiring, freelance music journalist. Well, I guess it’s not so long ago, but it feels like it. Read what happens when I pick up the pen and write about some music I have been listening to recently.
Been dealing with a cold the past few days. It’s been tough, but I am finding it is not without benefits. Specifically, it’s helped me reinforce new routines, but I’d remiss to spoil it all here.
Forgive me if I sound like I’m repeating myself along all of these poems, but I think they represent a progression of letting go of emotions that have been hanging around me since autumn.
I’m not one to brag about reading a book. But this past weekend, I managed to do something I haven’t done in a long while: start and finish a book in less than a week.
Apologies for the late update this week. I have been recovering from a wild, wild weekend and only now do I feel somewhat normal.
I don’t usually write down “goals” or the like, because in the past I found that to-do lists stress me out to the point that I do not accomplish any of the items on the list. Last weekend, though, I decided to try anyways.
This was supposed to be a different type of ramble to start off March. But I don’t ignore world changing events, man. And I won’t let them rob you and I of any agency.
Today’s word of the day is clumsy.
No, seriously, it’s clumsy.
I had wanted to write about the Portland Trail Blazers today, but meta topics are just more fun. I am nothing if not a recursion upon myself.