Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
In Henry David Thoreau's masterpiece of American Literature, Walden; or, Life in the Woods, he famously wrote that “the mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation,” settling for conformity, materialism, and unfulfilled routines. I’m not sure why, but the line has been echoing throughout my thoughts like a song you can’t get out of... Continue Reading →
A trip to the mailbox turned into a journey through a space-time continuum. Flipping through a surprise Christmas catalog brought back vivid memories of Thanksgiving turkey, my dad at the kitchen table, and studying the 5-pound Sears Wish Book. A brief, wonderful detour to Neverland. Who's with me?
Some trees have lost their leaves. Others are changing. And a few are holding on to summer. I’m reminded that we’re all in different seasons of life—and that we rarely know the whole story someone else is carrying.
I fell. I got up and fell again. I got up and tried again, this time falling a third time. When I wanted to stay down, I was reminded that there's always hope. I gave it another shot and this time it worked. Here's to second, third, and fourth attempts and to keeping faith that... Continue Reading →
As the air cooled overnight, a thick, heavy layer of fog would regularly roll in and envelope the valley where we lived. In the morning, you’d walk outside to a moist, gray haze. Visibility would fall to next to nothing -- you'd be able to see maybe a few yards ahead and that would be... Continue Reading →
The 98th Academy Awards will take place on Sunday. The Best Picture nominees are led by Sinners (16 nominations) and One Battle After Another (13 nominations). Other nominees include Bugonia, Frankenstein, Hamnet, Marty Supreme, Sentimental Value, The Secret Agent, Train Dreams, and F1. This has not been a good year for me. I can't tell you much about any of them. I've seen a... Continue Reading →
In my dream, I'm running from the law. I have no idea what I've done. It has nothing to do with the news of the day. There's no mask-covered ICE agents. Conservative or Liberal have nothing to do with it. But time is still of the essence. I run through the house with a duffle... Continue Reading →
I pull up the video of broadcaster Al Michaels' iconic description of the final seconds of the U.S. hockey team's 4-3 upset over the Soviet Union in the 1980 Winter Olympics. I hear his "Do you believe in miracles? Yes!” and time seems to momentarily stop and start to go in reverse direction. At first, it starts... Continue Reading →
A few things on my mind. —Nails on a chalkboard. I have a pet peeve: People who drive without cleaning the snow off their cars. Snow turns into ice and when on a moving vehicle, it often impairs vision or flies off and ends badly for other drivers. It’s that simple. Everyone has to deal... Continue Reading →
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