Monthly Archive: August 2016


All who Wonder are not Lost

Here at Open Wound the inherent value and absolute uniqueness of each individual is a high priority. However, believing in that will not stop me from being pissed off at any unique soul that acts like an asshat. It’s a paradox, I know. I’ve been vocal about how the expression “everything happens for a reason” gets on my last nerve. Yes, sometimes people suck, so I’ll buy that reason for certain outcomes. But that is not what I’m talking about. I’m talking about fatalism. Dictionary defined as the “belief that all events are pre-determined and therefore inevitable.”  Number one, if...



I was a painfully shy child. Mom says I hid behind her legs but I don’t remember that far back. I can see clearly in my mind being at Nicholl’s pharmacy and begging one of my sisters to buy a candy bar for me. (I may have come out of the womb afraid of my own shadow but those two ladies came out ready to roll.). I’m not sure if I was afraid of the cashier or afraid to be seen with Milky Way loot? I am blessed with another lovely memory from seventh grade when I had to share...



I went to a new-to-me workout class.  It’s called Pitayo. A mix of Pilates, Tai Chi and Yoga. Apparently a local from Fredericksburg, VA developed it and it has spread internationally. One of the slogans on the website says; “Be more than a human being, be a human becoming.” (see: Pitayo) I had been telling a friend prior to the class that I have been feeling so strung out lately. I think I memed it. Something to the effect of, “I just don’t have time for the nervous breakdown I feel I truly deserve!” Meaning, I’ve been plenty busy. Checking things...