The usual session…

Sara
Seasonal Affective Disorder...

If we’re being perfectly honest, I’ve been a colossal train wreck lately. No, no—more than usual. I’ve been struggling with some bad anxiety, which drives the depression to serious lows, which fuels the anxiety, which drives the depression, which…you get it. There are things that are easy to identify in terms of what’s causing the issues, but they are not the only things. And while Generalized Anxiety Disorder is a pretty safe assumption when I… Keep reading…The usual session…

The heart don’t listen…

Sara
Twitter Whining...Writing is hard...

…to words of wisdom I could never get myself to understand… I am in an extremely fortunate and privileged position in that I don’t have to work. (Not that my mental state is really in any condition to, but that’s a whole other discussion.) Bob has a good job that provides us with a comfortable income. We can pay our bills, save money, and budget for the things we want. He is okay with me… Keep reading…The heart don’t listen…

Lean in for a sweet ride…

Sara
Snapshots...Nine Days

I have eight-thousand-some-odd tracks in my iTunes library. And I have a few hundred CDs that have never been ripped to digital form. (When I condensed all of our physical media into a smaller space, I realized just how many albums I have that are not on my computer. It would take days to rip all of them.) And I’m always on the prowl for more. Never. Enough. Music. Even so, I have a habit… Keep reading…Lean in for a sweet ride…

Another perfect lie…

Sara
Conversations in Geek Love...

Conversations in Geek Love: You couldn’t have told me that nine years ago? R: Can I park there? What does that sign say? S: “Patients with children parking only.” R: Oh fine then. Whatever. S: If I have a kid, but don’t have them with me, can I still park there? Technically I’m a patient with a child. R: I think you need to have the kid with you. S: Whatever. Just because I don’t… Keep reading…Another perfect lie…

Don’t wanna mess this up…

Sara
Tyler to the Infinite Power is trying to kill me..

Sometimes I find myself falling into the abyss of reading old blog posts. I’ll go to look for something I wrote and suddenly it’s six pages of posts later. And in the process I usually completely forget what I was originally looking for in the first place. Par for the course. Most interesting to me are the posts about writing. A lot of my writing about writing is pretty much just me talking my way… Keep reading…Don’t wanna mess this up…

Things unseen…

Sara
Epinephrine...

Life… Here’s the thing about life: It happens. Sometimes a whole lot of it happens all at once and leaves your mind spinning. When life happens, I feel compelled to write about it. I’m a writer and writing about life comes with the territory. It helps me work through the convoluted mess that is my brain. It helps me remember when things happened. But the problem I often run into is that there are certain… Keep reading…Things unseen…