There was this cute movie Jenny McCarthy once did called “Dirty Love”. It was fun for what it was – a mindless, fluffy, sexy, comedy – but you’d hurt your brain if you looked too deeply. Which, natch, I tried to do. While the message is supposed to be good – about seeking out “pure” love versus “dirty” love with the kind of low-level sorta person you think you “deserve”.. Read More
Follow your bliss… off a cliff.
Some people (doctors, they call themselves) might call me bipolar. I prefer to think of it like a sport – “x-treme emoting”. In a way, though, the chaotic confusion that comes with traversing one end of the feel spectrum to the next, brings with it a wealth of ways in which we can be motivated. I like happy, serene, blissful, peaceful things in one moment. Then, in the next, I’m.. Read More