2016

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Goals for this next year: #IRL2017 – Extract myself from the majority of social media platforms, connect with the people around me F2F. This also includes offline forms of entertainment, more reading, drawing, and resting. #Unsweetened2017 – Go sugar free / low carb. Ease myself away from the Diabetes diagnosis. #Move2017 – Make movement a

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2016 has been an intense year. I’ve realized I don’t daydream, or imagine things about my future. I’ve spent a lot of my life working to prepare defensive strategies and prevent failure as best as I can. It really is exhausting, and I’ve also realized that shit’s gonna happen no matter what I do. Only

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…found in the space of the current moment. It can be nowhere else. Love and light, Lundie Day 26 of #Write31Days2016

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After being sick last week, I returned to swimming. Yay! And ow… Life’s like that. Love and light, Lundie Day 25 of #Write31Days2016

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My pursuit of the here and now leaves me less and less interested in writing about the past. Or really spending a lot of time ruminating or processing. Here is my now. A warmed up piece of Reeses peanut butter cup banana bread with melting butter. Peace and love, Lundie Day 24 of #Write31Days2016

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Rest. For the win. Love and Peace, Lundie Day 21 of #Write31Days2016

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Talking is overrated. The sheer volume of words out there is beyond overwhelming. I’m coming off several days of feeling like I got hit by a truck. I’m guessing something flu-ish but nothing so severe to warrant a doctor’s visit. One of the things I didn’t feel like doing was writing. So, I didn’t. Feeling

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The weather has been weird. Typical fall I guess? After lovely chilly weather, it’s gotten warm and muggy again. It was falling to highs in the low sixties, and rumor has it that it will be in the 80s tomorrow. Ugh. Had to turn the AC back on. No sleep for me without it. I

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Heard a new perspective today on complaining. It’s actually an attempt by the ego to feel superior. It’s a way for my brain, my ego, to decide that I’m too good for something, or I’m now better than another because of some perceived slight. I don’t realize how much of my regular conversation is some

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Sometimes, when I sit down to write, my mind just goes completely blank. Earlier today I had a couple ideas of what I wanted to write about, but now that it’s evening, I’m not even sure that writing matters. Deep down I know that’s not true. Sticking with writing is good work. It’s healthy for