In an open letter to her brain,

“You know the kind of guy that your friends think you shouldn’t hang out with? The kind that makes them demand a just-so-I-know-you-got-home-call? You are the brain equivalent of that; I don’t know if I should be left alone with you.”

Routine

For the last few years, I’ve selected a theme word. Last year the theme was home.  The year before that, the theme was nourish. This year, the word is routine. A sequence of actions regularly followed; a fixed program. I like to do a lot of things. I love learning, and I think that a few… Continue reading Routine

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