Too Stressed to Be Blessed
We are in charge of our own happiness, right? It's both a blessing and a curse. No one else can steal the joy we have if we rely on...
Me Too.
I'm also not a huge fan of hashtags whenever there's a tragedy. We become desensitised to what's going on around us. We diminish...
For Those of Us Asking "Where's the Love?"
When I was a little kid, my sister and I briefly collected little handheld Sonic videogames from McDonalds Happy Meals. We walked around...
Terror.
Let me get real with you guys for a moment: I've had a tough week. I'm tired. Jet lag is still upon me. I've been homesick a little bit,...
Purity
Eyelids that flutter open to pure darkness, Hands that reach up and wipe sticky sweat from a moist forehead. Heart that beats faster than...
No Holly Jolly in the Holidays
For the past couple of years, the holidays and I have had a love-hate relationship. I've mentioned in posts past that I have PTSD, which...
Same Sad Song
For those of you who have been following me since I published my very first books, you'll have noticed that I am terrible at blogging. I...
