I Believe… [Playlist Xanax]
...that few things can improve a mood more effectively than a perfectly curated playlist.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of June 21, 2026
Nothing will humble a confident runner like multiple steep hills.
The 90% Delusion
When we’re young, we don’t know very much, but we also don’t know how much we don’t know.
I Believe… [Righteously Wrong]
...that curiosity is a muscle, and most people let it atrophy the moment they become convinced they're right.
Does the Costume Wear the Man?
How many times can a person reinvent themselves before there’s no original left underneath the paint?
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of June 14, 2026
It’s not about getting over things; it’s about getting through them.
I Believe… [Step Forward]
...that the cruel joke is that prisons and cliffs share the same architecture: an edge you’re afraid to cross. The only way to learn which one you’re standing on is to step forward and trust gravity to reveal the truth.
The Films That Predicted Today
We were warned by men in red leather jackets, plastic domes, and Rupert Pupkin.
Your Kingdom Ends at Your Fingertips
Most people are trying to captain hurricanes, negotiate with gravity, and emotionally supervise ghosts.
I Believe… [Roll On, Stone]
…that when a rolling stone finds something worth calling home, it should linger there awhile before gravity gives way to momentum again.
Attention Deficit Empire
How We Turned Every Kid Who Looked Out the Window Into a Pharmaceutical Maintenance Project.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of May 24, 2026
The legacy of Michael Jackson is complicated. But his music simplifies it.
The Three Things Money Can’t Buy
Empires collapse, fortunes evaporate, and stocks nosedive into hell—but a deep sleep, a clean shit, and a laugh that shakes your skeleton remain the closest thing humanity has to real wealth.
On Turning 47 | Giving Myself Permission to be Myself
I give myself permission to be a living, breathing, learning, failing, succeeding, complicated human being. For if I don’t, there’s no point in celebrating a birthday.
Meaning Is Oxygen: You Don’t Notice It—Until the Room Starts to Suffocate
Or: Why you only care about what you can’t have—and why that’s the whole engine.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of May 17, 2026
Mastering disappointment is more productive than villainizing it.
The Collective Fall from the Rise of the Elite
When we prioritize profit without considering the human influence, we run the grand risk of ruining people’s livelihoods. And that will always have a trickle down economic effect. But not in the way Reagan intended.
A Big Night Out with the Micro Maidens
When one thinks burlesque, what comes to mind is seductive choreography, feats of sexual prowess, a nod to yesteryear’s pinup girls, sirens pulling you into a subdued desire with their slow and calculated gyrating hips and arched backs. A peep show, a strip tease for the well-mannered crowd. Micro Maidens is not that. Micro Maidens is an aggressive strip club with pasties. But for the brave, adventure-seeking type, it’s big fun.
Cruelest Curse
Her fury, her hurt, her fear and shame was pure focus. She dug deeper into her legs. The blood began to run down her thighs, soaking through her dress and forming a small puddle in the pew.