I remember the invasion when my brother died. Our house suddenly became filled to the rafters with people. Sometimes it helped, but mostly it was a very painful reminder of just how much things had changed in an instant, and how they were never going to be the same....

Something I’ve learned about storytelling: just because I’m emotional telling a story doesn’t necessarily mean the audience will also be emotional. It’s a good start, for sure. Requisite, even, I think…though maybe not. Maybe one can tell a story wholly rational and...

Doing the finances. In between stuff for work. It’s a hustle. For sure. But it has to be done. I’m late on it already. Sigh. I feel like I’ve been “behind” for several weeks, now. Not able to catch up. Push push push. It’s exhausting. But…I am getting it done. Little...