So Over 2016
I’m almost positive I’m not the only one out there done with this shitstorm year of 2016, with all of its losses and heartache.
Read MoreWriter, Artist, and Recovering 80s Hair Spray Addict
I’m almost positive I’m not the only one out there done with this shitstorm year of 2016, with all of its losses and heartache.
Read MoreAutumn always shows us how absolutely beautiful it is to let things go. To allow the wounds of the past fade into splashes of spectacular color. To finally let them die and float away in celebration of another year that has come to an end. For some it is also time to reach up and out to prune off dead branches that hinder future growth. The other branches might have hidden them with new life and extensions around it, but the tree knows better – no need to feed those…
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…
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