Maybe it’s just my old age, I mean I am almost thirty. Or, maybe it’t just the fact that the whole parenting thing does not come natural to me. I have never been the mother that just fell right into the groove of showing a young mind how to progress in this world. However, lately, something… Continue reading It’s just my old age.
I know I seem flighty, and a bit stand-offish at times. I know my temper flairs, and the room around me and the souls held inside of it feel my heartache by the means of my words. I spew them, flawlessly and effortlessly while my voice rises and falls with emotion I am unable to contain.… Continue reading This too shall pass
I walk into the dark, cold room. Its 0645, and the early Sunday morning is as gloomy inside as it is outside. In a moment, I will put on my headset. I will say a silent prayer as I plug in the thin black ear piece connecting me to the world outside of these… Continue reading Elastic Nightmare