Sorry, what was that?

I love all the artwork downtown. There seems to be a new one popping up here or there every once in a while. All the different styles co-existing in the same area makes each piece seem even more unique.As I was taking this photo in an alleyway made of mostly stairs I heard someone yelling,

Another Spin Around The Sun

So here we are, almost in the middle of January already. What people say about “time flys” is so true. I was thinking the other day how fast time is going. I mean, I have a daughter that’s practically a teenager now, how did that happen? When I am thinking back I feel like the

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year…

Or so the universe tries to make you believe so. It’s in fact quite possibly one of the most stressful and depressing for me. Now don’t get me wrong here, I love the lights, gifts, close family gatherings and the overall giving spirit (ok, ok and receiving gifts is also up there). However stress fills

Well Hello There

It’s been a while and although I don’t want to make excuses I do have some. Basically life has gotten in the way of my promise I made myself to post here weekly or multiple times a week. There are many aspects that got in the way. Work, mental health, the fact I really dislike

Back issues

“You don’t know what you got till it’s gone.” Have you ever heard of this saying?I’ve heard it my whole life and I have to say I agree 100% to this. One thing I’ve learned in my almost 40 years of life is how so many things are taken for granted and each time something

Adolescent Dreaming

Dreams are such a funny phenomenon, we typically all do it and scientists have studied it, yet we still don’t know everything there is to know about it. I already mentioned my thoughts on the subject with what I’ve read and my own personal thoughts on what I believe dreams are and their purpose, but

Dreaming as a child

My dreams as a child were typical, as far as typical go I guess. I would always have strange and wonderful dreams with my imagination going wild most times. I would be dreaming about my friends and I playing, discovering something new like a secret door to a store with oodles of free candy or

A little something

Today I’m sharing something a little different. Just a little thing I wrote…not a poem, just some words. It came from a deep, dark place in my mind when I was sad over Father’s Day. It’s not meant to be whiny or “pity me” I just wanted to write out how I was feeling at

Independent

Growing up I’ve always had my parents to depend on. I’m very lucky that way as I know a lot of people have not been as fortunate to do so. Whenever anything would go wrong they were always there to help out at a moment’s notice.The past couple years I’ve come to realize they’re not