I like to sleep with the radio on. But not because I listen to it. It’s the noise I need. That constant hum of static, chatting and breaking news helps me block out everything else. It keeps me from thinking about actually needing to fall asleep.
Avoiding pain was my default mode for a decade or two. I avoided pain like it was my job. I steered clear of situations and relationships that might’ve been painful, and I tried to keep my emotional investment at a minimum. Obviously, this was a disaster.
Dear Glennon, I want to write, but I feel like I’m not special enough. Also, I have no talent or time. Still, I feel this yearning… YOU! YES! You are the one! Please write. The most important quality in a writer is her certainty that she is not special. We do not need more artists […]
She came up to me while I was in line at the bakery. I hadn’t seen her for years. “Hi Al!” she said. “Is life treating you great?” The way she asked it, there was only one acceptable answer. I wish you could have seen the contortions my mind was going through in the several seconds between her question and my answer. I knew there were a couple of options for my response.