Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
We come out of turn three and I race to the inside, slipping in between car #51 and #9. I imagine the anger that the driver of car #51 must be spewing towards me. I expect that he's raising his fist in fury at me. We've been trading spots all night, racing around the track... Continue Reading →
The things you think about at 3 o’clock in the morning and can’t sleep. I was sick recently and thought I would fall asleep with no problems. In reality, I slept for an hour and was up the rest of the stinkin' night, going back and forth with a make-shift conversation in my head. Oh,... Continue Reading →
If you had one more day with a friend, how would you spend it? Go on a road trip? Stop in at the local coffee shop and catch-up on the latest news? Go to a game or shopping together? Business Icon and Berkshire Hathaway Chairman & CEO Warren Buffet knows what he would do. At... Continue Reading →
The baseball came out of the pitcher's hand like a rocket. A blur of white looked like it was headed straight toward my helmet, but then curved down and away at the last minute. I swung forcefully, but I was comically late. The pitcher, a teammate of mine named Jay (name changed), broke out into... Continue Reading →
(My third and final piece on passing the time in the hospital.) The unicorn stares back at me. The unicorn stands about three feet tall and every kid and kid-at-heart who passes by the hospital gift shop stops to look at it. Oh, it looks friendly enough with pink and white, cotton candy colored fur... Continue Reading →
My wife surprised me the other day by taking me out for dinner. What's the phrase? Burning the candle at both ends? Well, the past month of so, I’ve been the burning candle in so many different directions that I melted the whole darned candle. I hadn't really been taking care of myself and it... Continue Reading →
My coworker and I waited for the elevator. We were heading back to work. I had helped proof a report for him and he thanked me by taking me to lunch. He was the finance guy, I was the comms guy. We didn’t work a lot together, but I was happy to help him. He... Continue Reading →
The white truck two parking spaces from me rumbled to life. The driver in jeans and blue shirt with his name over his left pocket seemed eager to leave the parking lot so I let him go ahead of me. I was in another place anyway. As soon as the guy started his engine and... Continue Reading →
The hospital waiting room was full of people and I knew that I had a long wait, so I walked the hall to an empty spot with a couple of comfortable chairs that gave me a good view of everyone coming and going and some peace and calm. I felt off my game. My wife’s... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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