I’m an anxious person. I’ve been like this as long as I can remember. Worried. Worried about something. Usually intangible things. Sometimes this anxiety seeps over, drips down into my guts and I feel physically unwell. Sometimes it’s just in my head. Wherever it resides it is always just around the corner. Others certainly have…
It’s finally here, The Reluctant Journey of Manfred Bugsbee. Years and years of work, stretching the imagination, restretching, reorienting, etc, etc. A few years back, Utah was hit by an earthquake, a strange, seldom occurrence. This happened one week(ish) after my job decided that COVID was becoming scary enough that we all needed to work…