Feeling sorry for myself? That's the absolute worst thing I think Hilda has me feeling. I hate that I have succumbed to that crap. And it's a criticism I heard about myself this morning. The criticism was intended to be constructive and it was. Of course, I didn't want to accept it...not really. Rather, I … Continue reading Cynical

My Existential Crisis – Years In The Making

Today, I awaken with a sense of foreboding and dread. I'm in the throes of questioning everything, again.  And I am questioning my own belief system, from the standpoint of not really understanding the world around me.  I find myself in constant turmoil about so many things.  My mood is sour, grim, and negative.  On … Continue reading My Existential Crisis – Years In The Making