Jim Stitzel
Jack-of-All-Trades, Master of WordsExcerpts from Life
I Feel Like a Sociopath (The Trouble Is All These Damned Feelings)
There was a time in my life once where I was exceptionally introspective and self-aware. I analyzed my every thought and intention through a microscope and made adjustments as needed to correct faulty thinking. I had a firm faith then, a guide that gave me direction...
Morning Routine
The alarm goes off for... what? The fifth time? Sixth? I've lost track, partly because I have a tendency to sleep through alarms. I can recall at least two before this, though, so I'm sure there are a couple I "missed." Without opening my eyes, I reach over and hit...
Baby Steps Toward Mental Health
This tiny tablet is the first step of the next stage of my search to find mental wellness. (How sad is it that I kinda love the color?) Those of you who also suffer from mental illness may recognize that little pill as buproprion, an off-brand of Wellbutrin. This is...
Fiction
The Replicas
There were too many people in the room. Jared knew it before he even set foot in the room, but he was compelled to enter anyway. And he regretted it the moment he did. He avoided looking at anyone. Instead, he shuffled to one side of the room and took up a spot along...
Rain
The rain started today. Again. And it wasn't just a little sprinkle, either. It was a positive deluge, as is normal on this planet. We have 240 days in our yearly cycle, and it rains here for 239 of those days. We get one day of dry and sunny every year, and I missed...
Vortex
"The next 30 minutes will change everything!" I shouted, as the vortex whirled and swirled in front of us. We'd created the thing using archaic technology that somehow came together to form a whirlpool of light -- purple and pink and orange. We didn't know that it...