The Journal

It is Sunday. When I was little Sundays made me angsty. Sundays were the day before the day we had to go back to school. When I was little and going to school the kids were mean to me and so I hated school and I hated Sundays. I would lay on the ground on Monday […]

It’s Tuesday and I am sitting at the coffee bar at one of my favorite downtown spots waiting for my next meeting to start while fielding messages from women about how tired we are all of worrying about everyone’s feelings. This is a bit of a detour from The Cleaning Out Your Stuff Series but […]

When they say it isn’t easy, they aren’t kidding.  When your friends look at you and say “I could never do that” they aren’t kidding. Going out into the unknown on your own is the best and the worst thing you will ever do. Chasing anything; a job, a dream, a goal, a boy, a passion, […]

I am writing from my new apartment where the sun shines in so brightly in the morning I feel like I am back in California. This might be the best decision I have made in a long time. This is the eighth post in the Cleaning Out Your Stuff series. To start the exercise at […]