January came and went, and I’m ready for Spring. That’s untrue; January d-r-a-g-g-e-d on, and I didn’t sleep, and everyone was sick, and I had a vasectomy, and my truck is dying, and I’m blocking the entire month from my from my memory. #triggered.

I didn’t come here to complain. I came here to say I’m moving toward some plans and goals which I have to remain cryptic about, at least for now. I had a really big post planned for early January about a new goalsetting method I’m trying, and I was going to try to convince you guys to do it with me, but life happened.

Life keeps happening, and always will. So far I can manage to keep getting up and dealing with it, but sometimes it gets tough.

It’s easy to forget inspiration is all around us and through us, all the time. Stories are everywhere, and everything reeks of life and creativity. It’s easy to get caught up in the humdrum and busyness and overlook everyday miracles and conspiracies of hope. I’m trying to be mindful of this and slow down and pay attention.

Good things happened. A friend  got married. Paloma learned a lot of new words. Sunsets and fireplace nights. Deer and snowmen.

I did a creative writing workshop, which I was anxious about, but ended up being fine. I was way out of my element for a screenwriting assignment, but I enjoyed it. I don’t think I got enough feedback, but I’m not disappointed. It was a beginner-level workshop, and I have the actual fiction workshop later, the one which will rend sinew from the bones of all my ideas and assumptions and wreck me.

I’ve been listening to a lot of doom metal lately, but, you know, in a good way.

I’m in the intermission between my recent (ends today) term and the next one, which is only a week at SNHU. I’m excited because I get to read books and chill, but it’s not for too long, mythology and Eng comp II are lying in wait like tigers.

I’m also excited for the annual period where I don’t have to explain that no, I don’t like football, but it’s okay that you do, and yes, I am a heterosexual man who loves Jesus and America and cheeseburgers.

Slow down. Pay attention.







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