The Whale Belly

What I really need is a project of some sort, one that I can stick to for many months or several years. But every time I start something it’s only a matter of days, sometimes hours, when I get bored with it. Not just get bored, but hate it. So I jump from lilly pad…

Freedom is a self-imposed limitation. A focus. There are paths that others would have us walk down for their own benefit. These are already defined and made for those who think they’d prefer to be told what to do. Then there are the paths that one has to cut through the wilderness without any idea…

I’m all nerves at the moment. I went camping in Big Bend and had no opportunities to sit down and write. Now as I return to it, I’m filled with doubts. I wonder why I do this to myself when there are far better things I could be doing both for myself and for others,…