Another Convention, Another Dose of Strength and Self-Worth

I spent most of last week feeling pretty lousy. Between humid nights, stressful days, and a stomach bug that left me unable to finish my meals, I had a hard time sleeping at night. Work kicked my butt in ways I didn't even notice; I started training a new employee, making my office hours fly by, and I clearly was not drinking enough to stay properly hydrated. Then on Thursday evening, I drove to Cleveland straight from work. I had spent most of the day feeling half-sick, but once I got to my hotel room, I finally started to relax and unwind. I knew it would be a great weekend, because I was attending my third Supernatural convention.

Here We Go Again…

With the latest school shooting in Santa Fe and the ramping up of the gun debate again, I was going to write a piece on how we've become unconscionably numb to the true value of life. But instead of writing paragraph after paragraph on this topic, I'm going to give you a task...