Writer, Artist, and Recovering 80s Hair Spray Addict
I’m tired of being told that my vote didn’t matter. That I was an uninformed voter. That I was a third party spoiler. Most of all, I’m tired of being told that it is my fault that Trump is packing to move into his new home for the next four years. I have no regrets. I voted my conscience. I voted for the candidate whom I felt would turn this country into the great land I grew up learning about in the history books of my younger…
Read MoreEvery single Fall, without fail, my emotions start swirling around like fallen leaves caught in a brisk breeze. There is no rhyme or reason to it all either. It’s almost as if my mind decides to take an emotional dump on my logic and reason – thus bequeathing me with the daunting task of sorting through why I am feeling things I didn’t even care about not even a week ago. This time of year my emotions also like to rip open scars of wounds that (I thought) were healed. As if I didn’t…
Read MoreCleaning through my notes once again on my iPhone and iPad… The following are snippets about love, lust, and relationships I made sure to jot down over the years, as to not lose the thoughts and possibly (someday) use them for writing prompts. I’m not one to let words go to waste, so consider this Meteorites Part II. The title of this post is courtesy of the Lana Del Rey song, Summertime Sadness, which is very heartfelt and kinda my theme song these days. Also, the playlist that accompanies…
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