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Life with Paint Stained Fingers
Nick Johnston


An Honest Letter to the Control Freaks Like Me
To a fault, many would say, (and I can’t really honestly in my heart deny) that I am a “Control Freak.” If there was an Control Freaks...


Selling My Soul to the Midwest: Three Years Later
Three Years--The Wildest Stretch of My Life thus Far: Three Years. Seven Jobs. Two States. Two Career Changes. One Global Health Crisis....


Authenticity: Band-Aids of the Soul
Authenticity. At what point has this world traded an open and transparent heart for a fabricated recreation of the sensible and...


365 Days: Beauty in Broken Expectations
365 Days. One year. What can change in a year? Can things really change in a year? In one revolution around the bright burning thing that...


An Honest Letter to the Child who is "Too Far Gone."
Dear Child, I know you’re tired. Tired of hearing that you’re messed up, that you’re a misfit and a reject, that you can’t do anything...


Stuck: Learning from "The Rut"
Stuck. Maybe this word resonates with you. Maybe this is an accurate depiction of nearly the last twelve months. Chances are in some way,...


An Open Letter to the Control Freak in Me: Michigan Lesson #1
Nearly two months ago, I found myself once again, loading up my pickup with my belongings, my ambitions, and all my uncertainties, as I...


What Dogs Teach us about 'Good Friday' and True Love
In my ‘Learning and Motivation’ course this past week, in a discussion, my professor posed the question. “What is Love?” Now my initial...


Being Human in the Age of Anxiety
Today I had my first ever real panic attack. Now to be clear, I don’t mean panicking like when you find yourself speeding past a State...


"The Arsonist in the Chapel" - An Excerpt
In the social science world, there are countless studies that look at collectivism; or the idea of groupthink, and our natural tendencies...
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