Even After Enlightenment You Still Have to Do Laundry

On expectations, success, and the afterlife.

Every so often I go through bouts of mild depression. Not the type that keeps me bedridden or riddled with anxiety unable to leave my house, but enough to stop the creative flow for a bit and question what the hell I’m doing here. Just enough to make me want to hide from the world for a day and just process all the crap that accumulates in my head. I so…