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How do I want to retire? Weirdly. And did you know cows can swim? There’s a certain hour of the night, not really night anymore, but not quite morning either. That liminal space, like the void between two episodes on
Continue readingCows Don’t Sleep They Float (Notes on Hypnagogic Thinking)
Close your eyes.Not to sleep—but to remember. What do you see? Most of us… see nothing.Just the quiet hum of obligations.The echo of the day.The scroll of things left unsaid. But there’s more—isn’t there? Beneath the spreadsheets and responsibilities,beneath the
Continue readingThe Oldest thing I own… (and still use today)
What Am I Passionate About? One of my quiet superpowers is that I don’t subscribe to the idea that passion has to be a singular thing. And I definitely don’t believe it needs to become your job. In fact, turning
The Legacy of Sonora Smart Dodd and the Quiet Rebellion of Fatherhood In the cathedral of memory, certain moments crystallize like dew on morning grass: luminous, fragile, transformative. For Sonora Smart Dodd, that moment arrived in May 1909, nestled within
If humans had taglines, what would yours be? If I had a tagline, it wouldn’t be polished by marketing or softened for comfort.It wouldn’t wrap me in a neat little bow or try to sell you a version of me
Popcorn burns, gang diplomacy, and the sacred chaos of parenting I’ve had a lot of jobs. Like… a lot of jobs. Retail alone? Twenty-seven years. (That’s longer than most of my friendships, if we’re being honest.) I’ve done just about
Do I practice religion?No—I don’t. But I understand why some do. Religion offers narrative, metaphor, ritual; it answers pain with parable, and wraps suffering in sacred language. I see its ontological function, its symbolic depth. It hands people a story
Continue readingThe Gospel of Coherence (No Church, Just Coherence)
Do I remember life before the internet? Yeah.I remember when people didn’t pretend to be friends through pixels and emojis—they actually showed up. They called. They knocked on doors. They remembered birthdays without algorithms. Connection took effort. And somehow… it
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How Family Symbols Shape Our Children’s Identity On patches, power, and the profound psychology of belonging There exists a moment in every family’s mythology when the abstract becomes tangible—when values crystallize into symbols, when philosophy becomes fabric. For us, that
If you had asked me a year ago what I was good at, I might’ve hesitated. Not because I didn’t have skills. I did. I could lead teams, manage chaos, show up for work like clockwork. I was functional. Reliable.
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