9/29/2014

Be At Peace

You've probably wondered why the blog has been silent since April. Or, you know, you haven't.

Josh, why haven't you written anything in almost 6 months?

Well, it's a bit of a long story. The short version is that I have. It's just all been private. I've been participating in an intensive session of group therapy that has asked me to write a lot. This has been extremely good for me. But, the nature of this writing has been very reflective and personal. So, I decided to hand write everything. In the future, I'll probably adapt some of it for the blog. But for now, it's mine.

All of that to say this: Today I came across something that I wanted to share here. It's a piece of writing by Saint Francis de Sales, a Catholic priest from the 16th century.

4/07/2014

Why I Hated the How I Met Your Mother Finale

Nine years ago, I started watching How I Met Your Mother. After viewing the pilot episode, I immediately fell in love with it. The characters were hilarious and relatable. The setting (NYC) was magical. (TV has a way of making the city seem like a fairy tale land where anything is possible and no one struggles to make rent on their tiny studio walk up.) And the non-linear storytelling made the story captivating.

Seven days ago, the series finale aired. And I hated it.

Since then, I’ve expressed on social media (see links in the right hand column) my displeasure with how the story ended. And, with a select few friends, I’ve aired my grievances in detail. But, others have asked me why. “I liked it a lot, Josh. Why do you hate it so much?”

Well, I’ll tell you why. (To respect those that have still not seen it, this is your official warning. SPOILERS FOLLOW!)

2/03/2014

We > I

I have a default mode.

You know, a way of being that, without purposed attention, I slip into almost effortlessly. My default mode can easily be described in one word. Really, just one letter.

It's "I".

And this "I" mode can show its ugly head in many different ways...

1/09/2014

The Year I Swore Off Time Travel

Here we are. Someone blinked, and now it's 2014. But, even though I suspect this isn't the year that I finally get the hoverboard I was promised by Robert Zemekis, I'm more excited about it than any other I can remember.