Intuition
Eventually, doing the right thing becomes as instinctive as catching a tennis ball. And feeling in the zone becomes just another Monday morning.
Eventually, doing the right thing becomes as instinctive as catching a tennis ball. And feeling in the zone becomes just another Monday morning.
It’s easy to become so consumed with the pity of the weight, that I forget the way burdens become blessings over time.
Books aren't required to live in appreciation of beauty. They are one of many vehicles. They just happen to be my favorite ride.
I once worked with a student who was quiet in class. That’s not an anomaly of course. I teach literature...
The nature of loneliness is hard to qualify. Maybe, like me, you’ve been in a room full of people, even...
When you get down to it, most of what we experience today will more closely resemble a fact of reality, not a truth.
Sleep is critical, but since nearly losing my life to addiction, I’ve enjoyed discovering what is more important a whole lot more.
It usually goes something like this. I have a problem. I think about the problem. I pity myself for having that problem. Then I construct this bizarre and temporary universe wherein I am the only one who ever existed that has that problem. Before long, all the world is revolving on a creaky pivot around my petty concerns.
When it comes to alcoholism, my brain is an incredibly adaptive organ, capable of shifting my thoughts away from the real issue—my drinking.
