There's no manuscript for adulting but, boy, do I wish there was! Tonight, I had a plan: come home from work, cook a dinner of pork chops and veggies, and go to bed. My plan was fool-proof—almost. As I was cutting my freshly cooked and perfectly seasoned pork chops, the unthinkable happened: my plate tumbled... Continue Reading →
Being Present for Today in 2019
It's nearing the end of the first day of 2019 and everything that could distract me is vying for my attention: my random thoughts, both good and bad, the book of Dr. Maya Angelou's poetry I have open on my desk, even my current shuffled iTunes playlist. Last year I was so focused on operating... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 