I sleep well every night. I wake up excited for each new day.
If you’ve been here before, you’re aware that I’ve struggled with depression and anxiety. Naturally,…
A story from college on how a literal piece of poo caused me to realize that I’m an optimist.
Working within the limitations of your medium, and the aspiration of unearthing great art with courage and honesty as your tools.
“[Like my hero,] on my best days I believe in the good that come from the things I do, the way I treat people, the work I get done- but there are plenty days where I feel like the world doesn’t want me or anything I can do for it, and those days I’ll admit- I’m running the motions waiting to die thanks to my depression.”
A look back at February, PopLurker.com and what’s to come.
What I’ve learned about my general anxiety and myself through my inability to enjoy theme park rides.
A look back at why I started smoking as a teen, and why my latest attempt to quit feels like the goodbye I’ve wanted to say to the habit for a while.
My visit to the Natural History Museum of Los Angeles, and how looking at the objective science of natural history helped me stare down my own personal history.
What’s the word for it? I’ve been lagely focusing on Gunn & Balloo, a mystery-comedy…