My state of mind
So I'm back (sigh). I tucked in my tail and returned, just as I did when I quit my job recently. I did that at least two other times before, actually. I know what it is that makes me do that. It is the reason I can't stay here. The common denominator in those events is my parents. But I digress. People talk about the state of mind of someone who did something crazy like that actually matters. Our minds are seen as the pilots of our vessels. Well, I think my pilot jumped out. Without a parachute. "Good riddance," he said. Splat. An old Kenny Rogers (rest in peace) song called Just Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Was In) explains that sometimes when we take a moment to check on ourselves, we find things have turned into a dumpster fire of epic proportions. That's definitely the case with me. I apologize for some of the alarming things I've written lately, but you really wouldn't believe how bad my life has become in a short amount of ...