Reminder for misplaced value
Lately, I’ve attached my value to my job status. If I’m productive, I’m contributing and not deemed lazy. If I’m working, I have money and seen as successful.
This is all misplaced value.
Hire me
Slightly unconventional classified ad, initially made in jest… but hey, use whatever networks you’ve got. Otherwise, what good is the internet for?
Appalachia livins grow’n on me
Today I watched a shirtless man bomb a hill on a Target shopping cart in the middle of a downtown street. It’s so weird here.
A work in planning
When asked the annoying interview question, “What’s your biggest weakness?” I felt things were going well to be completely honest, so I said something like, “I’m not great at planning and staying organized.”
7 things I learned writing every day
This is the end of my 7 day writing challenge. It wasn’t long enough to be completely relieved that it’s over, but it wasn’t necessarily short enough that I want to keep it going. We’ll see.
Uninspired writing is still writing
The only priority for the day: secure tickets to Beyonce’s Renaissance tour.
My midday walks
When I’m outside, the world in my mind feels a little quieter, a little more manageable. Because when I see the steadiness of the swaying trees, the vastness of the tall mountains, when I feel the softness of the grass and the warmth of the sun, I’m reminded that to be alive is a special…
Every day. Another one.
I feel helpless to think that the only things I can do are write this post, call an elected official and demand action that never seems to happen, and pray every night that nobody I know will be an added statistic.
Sheridan Block 