There’s a scene in the first “Hobbit” movie – the scene where Bilbo Baggins realizes he needs to leave the Shire and go out on a proper adventure. That this adventure will lead to a universe being created from one end of a book to the end of a third isn’t what matters. What matters is that this little hobbit who enjoys his home and staying in it – and never leaving the comfortable confines of his community. He’s content.
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I spent the better part of a Saturday playing computer games on LAN with a bunch of like minded friends. The echoes of my middle school years were not lost on me. In middle school I was a full on nerd. I brought new meaning to the word geek. We had LAN parties, stayed up all hours of the day and night. And had more fun than any group of teenage boys probably should have. It was nice to have
Sometimes getting away from it all is the best medicine. Upon leaving my former employer I began to discover as I job searched that I had more time than I knew what to do with. I realized that I had allowed myself to get swallowed up in the job. It happens to the best of us. We turn into workaholics and while sometimes that is a good quality it is a very bad thing to run at full throttle all
It’s day 24 of National Blog Writing month and I feel like I’m hitting a stride. It might be a staggering stride and I may have started growling like a hangry undead version of myself but it’s a stride people! Since leaving my job of nearly five and a half years earlier this month I’ve embarked on doing my devotionals on a daily basis. It’s been a welcome return to something I’ve been missing. And that’s been much of what
This is “A Unwritten Letter”. Couple of years back this was a fresh emotion playing upon my heart. This is me writing a letter to the someone to finally close it out. I may do more of these for National Blog Writing Month. We’ll see. Onwards! ****** I wish I could have told you how I felt about you. I wish you could have heard me describe how when I looked into your eyes I felt as I’d come home
It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. That line comes from the famous tome “A Tale of Two Cities” and it’s a book I confess to never having read. I’m not sure how I escaped it through my high school career and limited college experience, but I did. I recently ended my employ at a nearby metro hospital. I had worked there for five years serving on day shift, night shift and overnights. There are
I just got done recording a over five minute video punishing myself for missing so many National Blog Writing days. It’s possibly the most terrifying 5 or so minutes I’ve recorded and that’s saying something. I explain in the video – but the short story is that work, sleep schedules and third shift have all been getting in the way – and that’s just fine. Life isn’t meant to be easy or simple. It’s an adventure. It feels good to
Every year. Every year I do this thinking, “This year I can do it without having to catch up.” And every year I end up behind the eight ball cursing the keys my fingers run desperately across. It’s the way of the keyboard and you would think I’d eventually figure this out and accept it. But you’d be wrong. I’m still missing day four and the fact that I’m still talking about it means that it’s going to stick in
Well, I missed day four. Criminy. I’m sure somewhere there’s an angel who has lost their wings and that Baby Jesus is crying his eyes out. Despite all the pain I’ve caused the world by neglecting one day of National Blog Writing Month – I shall carry on.
And now, the rest of the story. I’ve always loved Paul Harvey and his incredible voice. It was very sad when we lost him a few years back. He was a large part of my childhood when I would stumble onto him while swinging through the local radio stations. I always stopped the dial when I heard his voice and listened to his entire program before going on the hunt once more.