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Tingle ourselves with the joy of mere living
Not everyone will be able to relate to your happiness. Certain people will treat your desires with disgust and rejection. Some might even resent the shit out of you because you have the nerve to actual enjoy things. It’s the strangest reaction. Who knew that being fulfilled would be such an affront to people’s soul? The key is not getting sucked into the vortex. Because there will definitely be…
See the frightened animal that just doesn’t know any better
What if everyone we met was just as human as we were? What if we were all just wounded animals trying to heal ourselves as we sit alone in dark corners? What if people deserved to be treated with dignity, regardless of their current circumstances? What if every individual you engaged with was just a brokenhearted warrior striving to be a little bit better each day? There’s no way…
Bloodying my knuckles knocking on a door that was never going to open
In client services, marketing often becomes the abandoned stepchild. It’s the nature of working at an agency. Non billable hours tend to be shoved aside in favor of real project time. They simply aren’t treated with the urgency and importance of client work. That’s the account manager mindset. If it’s not revenue generating, then it won’t make it to the top of their list of things to do. And…
How the hell does a window lie to you?
You know that moment when your brain starts pumping a cocktail of stress hormones into your bloodstream, and you begin to doubt your own thoughts, feelings, choices and desires? It’s such a shitty place to be. Losing trust in your own judgment is one of those cruel tricks the mind plays on us. Feels like a betrayal. Like you’ve been mentally hijacked. My friend of has obsessive compulsive disorder,…
Ever think about making a living as a hood ornament?
Macgyver’s most memorable episode was when he was hanging out of car going eighty miles an hour, by his foot, while the communists chased him to the border with guns and army trucks. His task, of course, was to transfer the power steering fluid into the brake cylinder before the car crashed into the fence and killed everybody. Pretty standard day at work for that guy. But even though…