Of Mobsters and Milkmen
I haven’ forgotten to write, I just have been busy getting my life in order. I will probably give a long winded post in the near future, but I also didn’t think anyone cared about my writing enough to ask about the absence, so it’s not the highest thing on my priority list. My roommate talked me into entering a writing competition. In this competition, you are challenged to write a short story, with a set of hard rules, in a week. They pick the Genre, Subject, and at least one character that has…
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Red Boots.
My website is telling me to write more. It’s just over a week into NaNoWriMo, and while I am happy with the fact that I am still trying, I also find myself struggling to figure out if it is helping me obtain my goals. I used to write about everything and everything, but I ensured nothing would see the light of day, confidence in my writing only recently got to the point where I figured others might want to read it. So instead of delving into my brain, searching for another topic to overthink…
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A Moment.
The more I think about it, the more I have to think about. It’s a problem I’ve had most of my life; to contemplate a subject means giving myself fully to trying to understand it; until my brain runs out of steam, or the answers are all laid bare along the side of the road, each of them radiating stark understanding as they lie discarded upon the ground. The problem with ADHD isn’t that you can’t focus, but you focus on everything. Everything becomes 100% important until it’s not, so everything gets equal understanding,…
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Traffic.
Why is it that I do my best contemplating when I am half asleep, unmedicated, and have a hundred other things to do instead? Why is it that one finds the tentative silence beforehand inherently worse than the time an otherwise damning decision is being made, it sundering our world with its finality and absolutism, the only sign anything happened being a ringing in our ears that may or may not have been there a moment beforehand? One of the core tenants of Stoicism, is that we as people are separate from the universe…
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Paramedic.
Stoic.
ADHD.
Nerd.
Human.
This is a personal blog that I am trying to work on, in an attempt to commit to words what my brain sometimes struggles to voice in my day to day life. I have been lucky enough to have lived a semi-interesting life so far, and I want to be able to use my life lessons to help give others a glimpse of life from a different point of view, or, barring that, occupy myself in the middle of the night, when everyone else is sleeping. Either way, I hope someone has a chance to find this, and can use it to help better themselves, or give them a bit of understanding. Because we only get one life, so we might as well be excellent to each other.
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