Category Archives: writing
I chose Happiness!
Yesterday I put in my resignation letter. I don’t have another job lined up nor did I become a best selling author overnight that somehow awarded me the luxury of quitting my job. I was simply sitting at my desk, … Continue reading
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I’m High
I’ve been on a high lately. Not the marijuana kind of high… the happy to be alive, life is fantastic kind of high! The annoying, why is she always smiling kind of high. The “Girl, you must’ve got you some … Continue reading
Life Goes On
I’m dreading going to my “job” in the morning. I use to come up with all kind of excuses as to why I hated my job: Oh it’s boring, oh I need more money, oh it’s the work environment, oh they … Continue reading
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Just Me, Myself & I…
Sometimes it’s good to sit around and do nothing at all. It’s a beautiful sunny day in Chicago and I spent it lounging around my apartment all day. I’m not even wearing clothes (looks over myself). It’s really one of … Continue reading
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Admirer in Disguise
Hey you leave her alone tend to your own don’t be afraid to be as beautiful as you secretly think she is you admire her but won’t tell her instead you talk about her laugh at her to your friends … Continue reading
I’m Just Saying…
I never thought starting my second novel would be so difficult. It’s frustrating. I’m overwhelmed. Confused. Uncertain. Aaaahhhh (that’s me screaming). So my first novel has been around for almost two months (okay, not too long) and I’m excited about … Continue reading
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No Happy Mother’s Day For Me
Mother’s Day is depressing for me. It reminds me that I don’t have a mother. It makes me revisit the painful memories of seeing her being laid to rest. It makes me remember seeing her casket lowered in the ground … Continue reading
