Write31Days
day 6: particularly in between
Anne of Green Gables once said about how happy she was to live in a world with Octobers, and I respectfully disagree.
Read Moreday 5: daaaaaamn I gotta write some shit
what’s point of being holy if you’re not going to be happy while you’re at it? Also, why would god make butterflies and puppies and sunrises and nachos if (s)he didn’t care about our happiness?
Read Moreday 4: random chance, bad luck, and sunshine
Yes, there’s a brilliant spark of creative intent at the beginning of all things but also: random chance, bad luck, sunshine, shitloads of human free will, evolution (maybe? don’t judge me), and lots of general shenanigans / fuckery. (how long O Lord?)
Read Moreday 3: general existential discomfort
I’ve recently been increasingly aware of this design flaw in the system. And by “the system” I mean our whole entire human existence.
Read Moreday 2: how life is supposed to feel
I’m realizing that “is this how this thing is supposed to feel?” is probably a counterproductive question. but still it runs laps through my head…
Read Moreday 1: all the static and colors inside of me
I’m here because I want to be the kind of person who writes. I want to stay in the habit of putting words to all the static and colors inside of me. Even if it’s just for ten minutes.
Read MoreDay 31: Using My Words
It’s just late afternoon, and already dark outside, so I guess it’s November now and October’s #Write31Days challenge is over. I guess also that I’m a day late with this post, and that maybe I skipped a few days toward the end. I guess I was just busy doing human stuff. /// As I watched…
Read MoreDay 28: Getting Help
I wasn’t sure if I was going to bring this up, but we’re only a few days from the end of this 31-day writing challenge, so fuck it — let’s go. Sometimes part of becoming human means asking for help. Here’s what that’s looked like for me in the past year: Every Monday morning I…
Read MoreDay 26: Failing
This is also part of becoming human. And in the grand narrative of the world, missing two days of a thirty-one day writing challenge is barely worth mentioning as a failure. I realize this. What’s worth mentioning, though, is that failure is inseparable and essential to the process of becoming human. (As much as I…
Read MoreDay 23: Choosing Happiness
So we’re twenty three days into this project of becoming human, and I guess I want to say that today I’m happy. That’s all. But you know it’s been a long road to get here. I was thinking about that, today, about what it takes to choose happiness. About how many times in the past…
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