Are you getting everything you can out of this life?
An insightful, feel-good blog about work, life, and the elusive balance between the two, by career counselor, award-winning resume writer, and existential adventurer, Cliff Flamer
Oh, I wish I hadn’t read the comments section.
All I wanted was to read the news.
I scrolled down too far, and BAM, there they are:
Angry people with differing views.
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Oh, I wish I hadn’t read the comments section.
It’s such a sad sight to see.
Opinions are flyi… Read more...
When I was in first grade, I spent hours making Valentine’s for the class — big red hearts, topped with square black top hats and a clever message running across the brim in glitter glue.
In college, I baked cookies and passed them around campus.
Then someone told me th… Read more...
Stereotypes put people in boxes.
When you act on a stereotype, you’re making assumptions based on your ideas about the group you think they belong to. By limiting who they can be before you actually meet them, you’re limiting what you both can gain.
That’s right, … Read more...
Sometimes I wonder how I can possibly be well-equipped enough to guide people in finding meaning in their lives and careers when I can’t even remember which one of my laundry baskets is socks&underwear and which one is pants&shirts. I still can’t remember whic… Read more...
Something that’s always bugged me: name prefixes.
Why is it that doctors and politicians and judges are allowed to change their prefixes but no one else is?
I know these folks work hard — extremely hard — but so do CEOs and sanitation workers. I know that becoming… Read more...
Weather’s getting nicer.
I need some new lounge chairs.
The ones I got are wobbly. 10 years old.
Come to think of it
maybe I can just tighten a few screws
instead of buying a whole new thing.
Pull ’em out of the weeds.
A few more screws in different places.
A few minutes on … Read more...
I chose “Group Meditation” on my meditation app today.
What’s that even mean?
I sat alone in my chair in the dark in my little corner of the world. The guided meditation was pre-recorded, so the leader wasn’t even there.
When I closed my eyes, I didn’t… Read more...
I’m the hero of my dreams.
I’m talking about anxiety dreams, the ones we all have and talk about in the waking world. You know the ones…
The naked-in-public dream: I beat that one by giving up the search for clothes and just being naked. Fuck it. I even started to… Read more...
We all have voices in our heads. I’ve identified 3 that hang out there the most.
The Hip Hop Artist
The loudest of them all is a potty-mouthed rapper. Irreverent, unyielding, and always talking in slang, the Hip Hop Artist cuts to the chase, cuts to the bone with his words. H… Read more...
I was helping my daughter put together her pinewood derby car for Girl Scouts. We were laying on our stomachs lining up the nail to go through the tire at the exact right angle. As I was explaining why it was important to make sure the tire doesn’t rub the wood she surprise… Read more...