Maybe we stop trying to read between the lines and figure it all out. Maybe we stop trying to decide if we should trust our instincts. Maybe we stop putting ourselves through the heartache of wondering. Maybe we stop looking for problems, because, at this point, we're creating them. Maybe we just relax. Maybe we enjoy life.… Continue reading Maybe.
It's a gray day. The wind blows and rain falls outside, but I'm tucked safely in a classroom. It's a long, powerfully boring day of training at work. Safety, hazardous materials, standard procedures... You name it. If it puts you to sleep, we're brushing up on it. I've worked here for four months, and I'm… Continue reading Dream Journal: I feel the pressure in my head.