A few years ago, when I first started working with preschoolers, I got sick about a month into it. Head felt like someone shoved it in a pressure cooker, body temperature rose while I clung to the thickest blanket I had, vomiting, blurriness, stiff neck. Overall, I felt like I had sunk to the bottom … Continue reading Work



The lingering nausea at the back of the throat. It knows nothing’s been done nor will anything happen. It knows the future has plateaued and this is the highest success will reach. So it clings, laughing and reminding you that you’ve done nothing.


Has it been a week already? Life has gone slower than ever. Almost as slow as it was back in junior high. Time moves the slowest when you need it to go faster. I've committed myself to Hell for the next two months, again, like an idiot. Imagine, social anxiety and depression working seasonal retail. … Continue reading Hell