The Conditional Logic of Poverty
True peace is not anchored to physical objects, achievement, or other people. It comes from within.
Nothing is never enough.
Something is always enough.
Being Forgotten and my Past Coming Back to Haunt me
I am still searching for your name, but I remember the details of
Pleasure Driving
I want to shock you. 19 and fully aware of the impact my body has on yours. Moonlight more than enough to distinguish The curve of my breasts as I elevate my shirt. My lips part in a in a smirk, Daring your motionless hands -explore my body. Mounting your lap My back...
I’m afraid of having fun
Fun makes me uncomfortable… probably because every time I hear the word, I equate it with danger. Try this, it will be fun. I have heard that before… especially in my more adventurous 20’s Typically, fun would lead to me breaking the law. I’m...
My 16th Fear -Never Having a College Degree
While it would be fantastic, and incredible for my boys to achieve worldly greatness, there are other feats which I value more.
Facing my 40 fears
Being brave to me isn’t skydiving for my 40th birthday, or climbing a mountain. That would be less daunting than issues that rock my core, and cause night terrors. My fears are the things I don’t usually talk about, but leave me feeling exhausted and paralyzed with in action. I’m ready to change that.