Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
Covid-19 has hammered communities across the country with the death toll crossing the 525,000 mark. With two vaccines now being pushed out to the public and a third from Johnson & Johnson starting to make its way, parents and educators have been raising the question about when public schools should return full time. I've gotten an... Continue Reading →
I walked across the parking lot, straightening my tie as I walked, the pages of my notebook flying up in the air with each step. I was late for my meeting with my boss, the college president. I had been on the phone with a consulting firm and the large-scale web and video campaign that... Continue Reading →
We couldn’t have been in our new house for more than a few weeks. My wife was seven months pregnant with our first child and I was working round the clock trying to put up wall paper and finish the baby’s room. I was working long hours during the day and then rushing home in... Continue Reading →
I turned to look behind me. The coast was clear. No one was following my car. I looked again. In my rearview mirror, I noticed a suspicious-looking driver in a white truck. I was able to see that he wore his baseball cap low and had dark sunglasses. I wondered if he wore the outfit... Continue Reading →
First came the little old man who lived up the street and always liked to question why the milk and bread and everything else for that matter were so expensive. He'd hold up a loaf of bread and ask out loud if I thought the bread was worth whatever the grocery store was charging. I'd... Continue Reading →
I gave a wide berth to the sports car in front of me. I cringed in my seat as I watched the driver start to slide down the slushy hill. The snow had started in the early morning as an icy rain, switched over to snow around noon, and had dumped a good three inches... Continue Reading →
My hands became clammy. I started to fret over what to say and how to fit in with the rest of my coworkers. The anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach ticked off like a bomb waiting to go off and I cursed when I accidentally spilled my water bottle onto my tie. The... Continue Reading →
I got in my car and felt like crud, lower than dog poo on the bottom of your shoe. I had been putting in tons of hours at work, extra hours each evening and again on the weekend. For once, I was hoping to leave early, but it wasn’t in the cards, one fire cropped... Continue Reading →
Earlier this summer, I found myself without a job. One day I was working on an important client project and had meetings taking up much of my day, the next I was combing job sites and ramping up networking efforts on LinkedIn. My first response to the Covid-related job loss was to panic. My next... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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