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August 02, 2020

In honor of “No Politics August,” I decided to go ahead and share this poem. Earlier this year I posted a poem and I said that it was “one of two that I had written in the past couple years,” and that I would share the other one some time later. Then I never did. Perhaps I was waiting for No Politics August.

Anyway. To give brief context to this, back in 2011 my brother abruptly lost his eyesight, and the doctors said that he had a genetic disorder referred to as LHON. For those affected, the disorder lies dormant in people from birth until it is triggered, at which point the person’s central vision starts to deteriorate. Because it travels through a mother’s genes, my siblings and I, as well as my mom, also have this disorder – though at the time, my brother was the only one who had lost his vision. Not a whole lot was known about this disorder, but the doctors gave us a list of things to avoid because they had been identified as potential triggers – among them, ...

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Hello new followers, I hope I don’t disappoint you. I want this place to feel like home, where we can escape the Thunderdome and process the world. Where we can post dog pics and recipes and book recommendations. Where we support each other as we get sober, lose weight, embark on new business opportunities, creative endeavors, relationships and travels. I want this to be your oasis of sanity and laughter in an increasingly mad world. A creative outlet where you can share your spirit with us.

We might not have any control over the news cycle—but we can control our habits and attitude. It all starts with us. And hopefully a little piece of that will start here.

Began seeing a therapist yesterday. All the emotional crap coming up. Numb today. Today’s mantra will be—

Start where you are. Do what you can. Use what you have.

Wishing all a great day. Love yourselves. 🙏🏼👊🏻💪🏼


“The price of self-destiny is never cheap and in certain situations, unthinkable. But to achieve the marvelous, it is precisely the unthinkable that must be thought.”

-Tom Robbins, Jitterbug Perfume

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