Even on days that drag, or days through which I'm dragging, the experience continues to be one of the high points of my entire life. That sounds like hype or drama. It's not.
The mental health services consumer helping the mental health services consumer continues to stand as a radical idea in a lot of heads.
The idea loses some of that "radical" labeling every day.
What feels radical to me at the moment is the belief that I can hold a full-time job, and do it successfully. As in success for me, success for my bosses, and, critically, success for my peers/clients/whatever you want to call them.
I'm praying a lot. I inhale the smarts of every class day, as deeply as I can.
As for my television viewing, reviewing, I have time tonight only for these tiny bites:
This second season of "The Killing" improves and builds on season one in ways I never expected.
"American Idol" smelled old and musty. So glad it's over... for ten minutes, anyway.
The latest cycle of "Food Network Star" tastes like grade-A chow plus television intelligence. Applause for the improvements to Food Network.
More soon. Thank you for being there.
