Sometimes, you gotta turn off your brain.

I hit a tipping point the other night. My brain had just reached its limit. Pure brain meltage. A skull of lava.  I hadn't performed open heart surgery. Or discovered a new element. Or even done any recent writing. In fact, I'd been having an amazing time visiting home with parents, relaxing and eating and…

Every January, I think I have no friends

It's mostly the cabin fever. And that everyone is sick. Or hibernating in bed. I live in #Chiberia, after all. (That's what we call Chicago in the winter for those who don't know). But without fail. Every year. Around January. ....I THINK I HAVE NO FRIENDS.  Zero. No friends. A friendless loser. And not a cool…