The Way Things Are is, quite frankly, a shitty story to live by. So why do so many of us resign ourselves to it?
When you come upon this kind of horribleness, you have two choices: engage, or try to add something better to the world.
Sometimes you face a full system shutdown. And the only way to get yourself up and running again is to set yourself to limited capacity.
You probably don’t want to hear this. But you should.
All too often, I hear people says things that make me horribly, deep-down-in-my soul sad…
It’s all too easy to let your happiness fall to the whims of external factors . But ultimately, it all comes down to you.
You can’t compare your skills against someone else’s. All that matters is that you do what you were designed to do—and you do the everloving shit out of it.
Circumstances mean nothing. Limitations mean nothing. Obstacles mean nothing. It all comes down to you.
People who get through the day in the hardest of circumstances, who go on against the odds — THAT’s heroism, not cold showers and running triathlons.
How we approach everything–even piddly, mundane tasks–influences how awesome our lives can be.
No day will ever be without its distractions, emergencies, and other general pains in the arse. And the sooner you accept that, the better.
That little patch of life you think is all that’s out there for you? It’s an illusion. Here’s how to break free.
There will be times, even in the most optimistic and dutifully designed lives, when things just really, really suck. Here are some ways to cope with that.
Forget the iOS install and focus on the huge problem illustrated by this user: He’s on vacation in AFRICA — a foreign continent — and can’t find anything to do without his iPad. There isn’t one single compelling thing to do in all of Africa? ~We’ve Cured Boredom and That’s Not Good, Unclutterer When […]
The philosophical breakdown of the meaning of my new tat. (Thesis: you can be Zen and still fight your little heart out.)
It is done. Eight ½ years after purchasing him—approximately 2 ½ years after making my last financing payment—Mortimer, my dearly beloved 2004 Hyundai Elantra, is taking a trip to go live with a friend of mine. (Which is a great way for the deal to go down, as a) I know he’ll be in good […]
I am a firm believer in the notion that you are only as lucky as you make yourself. And the way you make that luck is through a shit-ton of work, dogged optimism, and opening yourself up to the opportunities of the universe, even when the universe seems to be kicking you thoroughly in the […]
Perhaps it has something to do with growing up in a family with rather strong (ahem)…Southern Gothic tendencies. Or maybe it has something to do with being a writer and the resulting need to see every story through to its natural conclusion. So, when news of another tragedy hits my inbox, my world slows to […]
When I was little, I’d sometimes look at my bedroom through the mirror on my closet door. It was a small room, barely a closet, so there wasn’t much I could do to mix things up if I got bored with the way it looked. The bed could go on one wall and the desk […]
My name is Cordelia, and I am a hustleraholic. But not for long…