Gingerbread Man

Maybe this time HE eats YOU.



I'll get a post on last weekend's big concept workshop up soon. Thank you LCAD, thank you Concept Design Academy. 'twas awesome and then some.

And I hurted my back.

Goddamit, Gingerbread Man, let that little kid GO.

Motherf*cker.

Because, of course, the asterisk renders the word above a complete mystery to you.



Some days are easier than others. That's how it works. Chin up, lil' camper. Tomorrow's a fresh, blank slate.

Thoughts of Saturdays Past.

Did it happen on a Saturday? I don't remember.

Thirty years of being in the same room. No wonder the world seems frightening. He's got no experience to tell him otherwise.



But it's better than being in the room. Anything is better than going backwards.

It's a mitzvah to take care of yourself: a blessing. Remind yourself of that when you next feel the need to tear yourself down and stop before you get stared.

If it's Tuesday....

..it must be this guy.

Got you all wrapped up

This is necessary.

It will keep you safe.

Don't struggle.

You need to be protected. The world's a dangerous place.

Stay inside.



(No. Don't. You don't need this anymore. Let it go.)

Who are you this time?

The kid stopped at age seven and a few days. The body kept on going. Life kept right on happening.

You can labor to build a business, a relationship, a family, pay off your debts, exercise to keep your body healthy, be timely in all senses, stay abreast of the latest news, play the stock market carefully, save a little with each paycheck; and in an instant it can all be wiped off the map.

You can have power over how you live your life. That is the essence of what is meant by "living in the moment". You aim to soak up all that each instant has to give you. Conscious existence. Deliberate awareness, even when the moment sucks rotten eggs, gives you a keystone when the world around you breaks.

But what happens when you can't trust your mind?



Where does your depression take you?

Grin and Bear It.

Is that what it looks like? That feeling?
Is it all the time or just sometimes?
Is there anything to be done about it?



Won't know until you try.