A subtle shift in perception

Driving to work this morning was an odd experience. For the first 1/3 or so of the drive, there were way fewer cars on the road than normal, even for 6:00 in the morning. Driving through the dark, seeing no more than the occasional headlights, I wondered if something had happened, if there had been... Continue Reading →

On healing, hiding, helping, and the natural habitat of one INFP

Introversion. I’ve been reading Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking, and have confirmed and learned some things about myself. More specifically, I’ve confirmed my behaviors as introverted ones and learned the names for them. I’m an introvert of the high-sensitive, high-self-monitoring variety, which means I’m easily moved by sensory... Continue Reading →

recent dreams

I'd stopped remembering my dreams for a while, but for some reason, they're back where I can see them after I wake up. On Saturday night I dreamed I was running from a giant. I thought I'd gotten away when I found out I could fly, which was a big deal because growing up I never... Continue Reading →

on the wonder of letting a story out into the world

As of last night, both my parents have read my book draft. I talked to them both yesterday about it; to my surprise, it’s my father who said he’d have to read it again to be critical and my mother who came right out and told me some things that made her go “what?” I’ve... Continue Reading →

time traveling geisha assassins, and the importance of music

Last night, Matthew and I watched Memoirs of a Geisha right before I went to bed. It definitely worked itself into my dreams. In my dream, I had a handkerchief and a black folder of sheet music. The handkerchief was a large rectangle, about the size of a piece of legal paper, and was a... Continue Reading →

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