sustainable systems & storytelling
The one thing that you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and draw and build and play and dance and live as only you can. -- Neil Gaiman I started this blog nearly a year ago with the intention of it being a makeshift... Continue Reading →
Where does the time go? I can't believe I've been blogging here at Existential Ergonomics for half of a year--a full six months. Thank you so much for being a part of my journey! Believe it or not, this blog went in an entirely different direction than I had originally anticipated. Originally designed as a... Continue Reading →
For as long as I can remember, I've been drawn to words. Strung together and paired with pictures, words introduced me to new worlds. The stories taught me to exercise my own imagination and ask, "what if?" in response to the mundane and the absurd. As a young child, I sat in my parents' laps... Continue Reading →
As a child, I loved playing with my brother's wooden train tracks. I was particularly interested in the switches--those forks in the road that allowed the train to either continue forward or swerve to the right. As I would guide the wooden train down the path, the wheels would occasionally catch on the wrong grooves.... Continue Reading →
It's hard to start the day off productively when it takes all of your energy to simply roll out of bed. This is particularly true when you're dealing with chronic illness, or even just a pesky stomach bug. Building good habits can be hard, and maintaining those good habits through health struggles can be even... Continue Reading →
I was recently nominated for the Liebster Award by my blogging friend, Genetic Learning. Check out their blog to read the latest news about GMOs (genetically modified organisms). I am honored to be nominated and am excited to participate! Rules Acknowledge the blog who nominated you. Answer the 11 questions your nominator asked. Nominate 11 other... Continue Reading →
Two weeks ago, I wrote about being sick, broke, and homeless. Repeatedly, I've been reminding myself that it's all about perspective. My in-laws just returned from India, where poverty was uncomfortably rampant. My good friend's boyfriend moved out without explanation, and then returned back the next day with the loaded moving truck and a half-hearted... Continue Reading →
Five years ago, I abandoned my three-year-old blog and 3,700 followers. It felt like a home, until it didn’t. The community was filled with support, encouragement, and just enough heckling to scare me away. The tagline of that blog was “the subjective perspective of an analytical analyst,” and apart from being a mouthful, those words... Continue Reading →
