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So I almost have everything prepared for the event this weekend, the LA Times Festival of Books. They’re expecting a crowd that could swell

Today felt like stepping into a softer room inside my own mind. I had therapy this morning, and we talked about energy levels. Not the kind

This morning didn’t begin with an alarm clock. It began with a small, determined creature named Whiskey Kitty, who decided my face was publi

This morning didn’t arrive with trumpets or discipline. It came quietly, like a cat stepping across your chest at sunrise. I woke up, poured

I woke up late today, dragged out of sleep by dreams that felt less like dreams and more like unpaid invoices from my subconscious. The LA T

There’s been a shift in the game plan, and like any good plot twist, it comes with both relief and a little chaos. Mom is taking over transp

Today had that “check engine” light kind of energy. Not a breakdown… but definitely a moment where you pull over, pop the hood, and take a s

here’s a peculiar kind of planning that happens when life starts shifting under your feet. Not the dramatic movie kind with violins and slow

Today didn’t feel like a day. It felt like a hinge. One of those moments where life doesn’t politely knock, it just swings the door open and

The LA Times Festival of Books is less than two weeks away, and the clock isn’t ticking… it’s doing jumping jacks. I can feel it now. That q

Yesterday, my body decided to file a formal complaint. Not a polite email. Not a gentle reminder.A full-on, red-stamped, “URGENT: READ NOW”

Mental health is a full-time job. No lunch break, no early clock-out, no calling in sick without the mind sending you a bill anyway. It’s th

There’s a strange alchemy in the criminal justice system. You walk in with one story, and somehow it gets distilled into a label that weighs

Today I got a call from California Kick It, the free cessation program sponsored by the state—and honestly, I have to admit, it’s helping. I

Boredom is a slick operator. It doesn’t kick the door down or scream for attention. It leans against the wall, arms folded, whispering, “Hey

Progress, like a good cup of tea, is best served warm and steady. Today that progress came with a sleek little card reader from Best Buy—a s

Progress, like a good cup of tea, is best served warm and steady. Today that progress came with a sleek little card reader from Best Buy—a s