When I’m Angry And I Don’t Know Why

Growled Friday. Loud. Like a beast. Angry beast. Picked up a box off floor. Dropped it. Picked it up again. Dropped second time. Noise came from chest. Started as a grunt, maybe a groan. Came out as something primordial and ugly. Pure rage. Scared me. Where did this creature come from? Born of pain. FueledContinue reading “When I’m Angry And I Don’t Know Why”

It sucks, but it’s worth it (I’m pretty sure)

Ouch. Everything hurts. Shoulders. Quads. Heels. Gym. Day 4. Mark it. Over. Done. In the books. Me? Totally spent. Basic movements. Nothing fancy. Sitting dumbbell cleans. Walk with 25-pound ball overhead to end of gym. Step up 6-inches 30 times. Carry 35-pound kettle bells back. Rinse. Repeat. Steps the worst. Heels yelled. “WTF?” Felt likeContinue reading “It sucks, but it’s worth it (I’m pretty sure)”

Anger is vomit

So. Recovery. Quiet Friday. Finished a Veterans Day story. Finished a story on Jean Seberg, a favorite topic. Seberg. Tragic story. Never trust the government with unlimited power. Ever. Veterans story is on women who served in three different generations. Proud of it. Got huge assist from Iowa Veterans Perspective. Run by a dynamo namedContinue reading “Anger is vomit”

Saturdays

Saturday was quiet. I like it that way. The struggle to resolve the distance between emotional reaction and rational thought takes so much energy. I stop on Saturdays. I tried to watch college football. I fell asleep during the Southern Methodist game against the Memphis Tigers. My friend Paul, the accountant, lives in Memphis. IContinue reading “Saturdays”

Shouts

The 1991 NBA Finals pitted the Chicago Bulls against the Los Angeles Lakers. Superstar Michael Jordan at last made the championship round against the Lakers, the most successful franchise of the 1980s. The Lakers were still led by point guard Magic Johnson and forward James Worthy, but center Kareem Abdul-Jabbar had retired, replaced in theContinue reading “Shouts”

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