“I feel so lost,” said the student. “In general or somewhere specifically?” I asked. “Both,” the student replied. We chuckled at that. “Well, that never changes really,” I say. On my way to supper, I realized that my wording cast a poor light on life. Indeed, I have yet to feel truly settled, at leastContinueContinue reading “On Feeling Lost: A non-Buddhist’s Take on Buddhist Philosophy”
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Mortality and Gratitude in the Bathroom
Plans I had planned a productive afternoon. Instead, I spent hours resurrecting the Holy Roman Empire in Hearts of Iron IV. Relaxing, yes. Productive? Not quite. By the time I pulled myself away from my screen—well past the 8 pm deadline I’d set for myself—I remembered how easily I let myself get swept away byContinueContinue reading “Mortality and Gratitude in the Bathroom”
Naked Birches at Night
I wonder if the white birches feel naked next to their pine neighbors who shed no leaves in the fall. While the birches lose their cover, pines keep their needles. Are the birches jealous or perhaps resentful? I’ve walked past these pines regularly for several weeks. They stand out, white and narrow in the fuzzyContinueContinue reading “Naked Birches at Night”
Springwood History: Eminent Domain – Fiction
Eminent Domain Crest runs against Dan Clarke. The best point Clarke has been able to make against Crest is the Year of Eminent Domain. For one year of her term, Juliana Crest changed routes, moved the cargo harbors, and redesignated districts. Entire zones have shifted. She’s taken land for public use. Hundreds protested her repeatedContinueContinue reading “Springwood History: Eminent Domain – Fiction”
Rediscovering My Creative Drive Through The Springwood Current
Introduction I had this idea two weeks ago that I would design and create a newspaper based on a game I was playing. Cities: Skylines. The game allows you to run a city, adding infrastructure, and watching as the traffic impacts the city services like fire and police. You’ve read, perhaps, some of the “history”ContinueContinue reading “Rediscovering My Creative Drive Through The Springwood Current”
Growing Pains in Springwood City – Fiction
Growing Pains Through the years, Springwood has added multiple neighborhoods and commercial districts. The city rented land to local industrial giants like Flatland Trees and Lower Farms. Island Hills was surpassed as the largest residential sector in the 1930s. Middleborough is the largest residential area by land size. Like Island Hills, the area hosts familyContinueContinue reading “Growing Pains in Springwood City – Fiction”
Exploring Springwood’s Historic Journey – Fiction
Springwood originated on the dog-shaped island that cuts into the Spring River. The city has acknowledged its success based on this starting place. Founded right off Exit 22 from Peters Highway, the historic downtown marked many of the first buildings erected. Springwood Supermarket, Downtown Pharmacy, and The Busy Cornershop were the starting shops in town.ContinueContinue reading “Exploring Springwood’s Historic Journey – Fiction”
Brain Fog
This piece is on brain fog. It may be messy, which only illustrates brain fog further. I currently have brain fog. If you don’t know, brain fog is a haze hovering over thoughts, memories, and conversations. The brain fog has been influencing my functioning quite a bit. We’ll see how I write this post…or ifContinueContinue reading “Brain Fog”
Thoughts On Teaching
I’m teaching three classes this year: 8th Grade English, 9th Grade World Cultures, and History Through Film. The last one is truly an elective for mostly upperclassmen (ironically, there are more girls than guys…so upperclasspeople?). So far, so good. However, I’m coming across a few issues. The first issue is realizing how lacking these kidsContinueContinue reading “Thoughts On Teaching”
Reflection of Our Minds
9/18/24 I’m inspired to write this post based on my brother’s recent letter. He wrote, “This world we live in is but a reflection of our minds.” He went on to add that I should create a world I want. I liked his particular phrasing as it reminded me that the world is unique forContinueContinue reading “Reflection of Our Minds”