Moody, acoustic music? Check. Coffee? Check. Mini vacation inspiration? Check, check. Ah, must be time to write. I love South Bend. It's about two hours north of where I am currently living, yet it feels a world away. While I am keeping an eye out for my next international adventure, I am thoroughly enjoying exploring… Continue reading Who Am I?
Alexa, play *NSYNC Christmas Radio. Ah, the holiday season. I have a love/hate relationship with it. I think there is always going to be a slight tinge of grief during the holidays. As I've mentioned before, I now look at grief as more of an old friend. This old friend brings fond memories and… Continue reading
What If?
Now that the potential what ifs are out of the way and what might happen has been discussed, I think it's time to move forward and do all I can to ensure that despite those potentials, life is lived boldly.
The Last Page
As I ventured back to Indiana from California yesterday, I sat next to a middle aged gentleman on my flight from San Diego to Detroit. He was a chatty son of a gun, asking me questions that, in the moment, I had no desire to talk about. He told me about his job, his upbringing… Continue reading The Last Page
Scarred
Ah, the familiar feeling of the click, clack of the keyboard underneath my eager writer's fingers. It's been a bit and as I sat down tonight with my hot drink and my acoustic music on in the background, a soft smile of anticipation and excitement made its way to my face. Oh, how life continues to… Continue reading Scarred
The Messy SLP 