If I took a poll of most of the people who know me, they would probably unequivocally say that I’m an asshole.
I have often looked at people and wondered, “what makes them so special?”
I was starting to have that “feeling” again. It had come before this in little waves and slow trickles.
With the world feeling like it’s going to hell around us, I feel the need to inject a little humor into your day.
Every day starts the same way,
I’m sure I’m not the only one who has the same story, the same tale of heartbreak and woe associated with Valentine’s Day.
I don’t know if it’s getting older or the fact that this year, I will turn thirty-nine but I’ve been spending a lot of time in reflection.
I am a consistent “say yes” person.
It took me twenty years to figure out my sexuality.
In a world where every moment of every day is broadcasted via Facebook and Instagram, I find myself realizing that I have no friends.