Category: Stream of Consciousness

  • The specter of mental health.

    I have spent a little over 4 months living with a person who was experiencing a very active mental health decline and it reminds me to attend to my own needs. Only now, after it is no longer a daily issue to be wrestled with, can I even begin to unpack what I witnessed. This…

  • How did I dodge all those bullets?

    My brain decided that I’d be waking up this morning at around 4:00 so I’ve put the time to good use working on some things. I’ve also spent some of the time reflecting on how miraculous it is I didn’t ever go to jail or get killed when I drank. I seriously have no idea…

  • A year on.

    One year ago on this date, we lost dad. After an all too brief battle with an unseen enemy, he succumbed to his wounds. Proof that even our heroes must die. What followed was still a blurry series of events to this day. I can scarcely recall individual days from the months following his passing,…

  • Easy to forget.

    Being in this city makes it easy to forget the feelings being in the country provides. We went down with a truck full of items to move and upon arrival, I could feel a sense of peace and possibility rush over me. After 40 years of running laps around the sun, I am finally beginning…

  • Slowly, surely.

    We’ve started to move things to our near-future country location and I feel a sense of excitement that we are on our way. In order to make the overall move easier, we have opted to take a trip once a week with a few packed up items. The home we’re moving to has plenty of…

  • The Shop

    In or around 1988, dad acquired a parcel of land from his folks. At this time, he built the first shop that his business, Wagoner & Sons Concrete, would ever own. Before this time, the company had rented shop space from one of the local landlords/business owners in town. What started as a humble, in-ground…

  • Back to the country.

    We’ve made it to February which means it’s only a couple of months before we get the hell out of this city and get back to the country. I am ready to leave this place and get back to where everything is quiet. There are entirely too many people in this place, and having to…

  • Winter gloom.

    The harsh weather typical of our geography has got me in a contemplative headspace. Winter doesn’t do many things right but it does have a way of forcing us into our own minds to work on things. Turns out I have ample time for this kind of work, and ample time for any kind of…

  • The effect of paying work.

    I have recently stumbled upon an effect of making a living off of writing. The work I am doing is for subject matter I’m not necessarily into. After completing any given assignment, I can feel the need to reset. In this way, it is very much like a traditional job, where the time off between…

  • AI & Creativity

    The exponential expansion of technology has moved AI from the fringe. All of us in the creative space can’t help but notice the presence of AI across disciplines. This raises interesting philosophical and moral issues that I never dreamed I’d be concerned with. Nevertheless, I find myself pondering this use of technology, because AI may…