“Approximately 861 Americans…die by suicide every week.”
You have to really kind of think about our own existence here in the universe. You realize that people often say, ‘I hope to go to heaven when I die.’ In reality, if you think about it, you go to heaven when you’re born. You arrive on a planet that has the proper mass, has the gravity to contain water and an atmosphere, which are the very essentials for life. And you arrive on this planet that’s orbiting a star just at the right distance — not too far to be too cold, or too close to be too hot — and just at the right distance to absorb that star’s energy and then, with that energy, cause life to evolve here in the first place. In reality, you know, God has really given us a stage, just looking at where we were around the moon, a stage on which we perform. And how that play turns out is up to us, I guess.
—Jim Lovell, Business Insider, March 2017
I never thought of myself as the controlling type—a control freak, we call them, those people who need everything to be just as they want, each detail imagined and designed to suit their individual needs, those people who lash out in anger when even the smallest thing deviates from expectation. Nor had I thought of the control freak as someone in pain, afraid; they always seem only mean, self-absorbed, and cruel. Continue reading
A big thanks to Andrea Guevara for including an essay of mine on her roundup of mental health perspectives. I look forward to reading all the pieces on this list.
Yesterday I ran my 136th mile this year, more than the 131 miles I ran in all of 2017. Then I spent a good chunk of a party talking to a marathon-running friend about energy gels, long runs, hydrating, and deep core exercises. I like this new identity.
I never thought quantum mechanics could help with my fear of death, but here we are.