500

Five-hundred posts in two and a half years. In some ways it feels like just yesterday that I started this mental health recovery blog. In others it feels like it has been forever. The last couple of years have been full of ups and downs, which I have tried to share along the way. I … Continue reading 500

Kicking ass in the short term

Mentally, I'm struggling a bit. I'm not tumbling into a full-on depression, but I'm definitely feeling fatigued. My motivation has been next to non-existent, and I'm having a hard time engaging with activities, such as my fitness regime. That said, I've been steady with work, with some new opportunities on the horizon, and I've been … Continue reading Kicking ass in the short term

Learning my craft

Over this last weekend I attended a photography workshop with Greg Johnson, the Tornado Hunter. I've learned a lot about photography in the last couple years, however the basic course I took the weekend reenforced the foundation that I had built. The course was definitely worth the time and money that it took. Using humour, … Continue reading Learning my craft

Uptick

Despite not sleeping very well last night, this morning I have woken up feeling more of a spark than I've had in the last few days. I've been able to get up and get motivated, already finishing up some work, and being able to sketch out some semblance of a plan for the day. The … Continue reading Uptick

Downtime

This week has gotten busy. After a fairly quiet day Monday, Tuesday I was in a meeting or writing for most of the day, though I did get the car fixed as well. I now have a functional driver side window again. Yesterday I covered the store for Lynn while she was at the Alliance … Continue reading Downtime

I remember 9/11

It's been eighteen years since the world was changed on that fateful September day. I remember, like a lot of people, exactly where I was when I heard the news that international terrorism had hit the shores of NorthAmerica. I remember turning on the television minutes before the news showed the second plane hitting the … Continue reading I remember 9/11

Shifting winds of life

Today was a quieter day. I covered the store this morning while Lynn had her table set up at our local monthly Farmers Market. The store was dead while I was in there, but apparently it got pretty busy after Lynn took over. After Lynn relieved me at the store, I headed up to the … Continue reading Shifting winds of life