Barges of Denial

I'm trying very hard to keep 2014 from joining the missing years and I really did have an idea for a post about how other people's thoughts become your thoughts if you let them, but I'm just not feeling it.

30 Days to a Better Business

I wish the biggest problem around here was not being able to sleep my way to the top.

Perfection in All the Wrong Places

On Monday I was vacuuming up the chalk outline of what had been my life when I noticed I was still alive. "Whoa," I thought but not in so many words, "this could be significant." Not black is especially slimming when used as a blindfold significant, but significant. And, if I was really alive, I had choices to make. Soup or salad? Avoid the stick or chase the carrot? Even a weekly blog post seems possible as long as I'm alive.

And so here it is.

Personally, I would check back every day to see how this particular post develops and whether I ever tie the title and the first line together and if I do will I introduce the idea of.death by perfection paralysis. Maybe you would like to unite them in a posted comment.