Dear December in Memphis,
You are GRAY. No sun, just a lighter shade of gray. This is not conducive in me wanting to leave my bed this morning. 165 more words
Lordy, it has been a long time since I have tried my hand at my blog. It essentially sat idle for the past year. During that time I have worked ridiculous amounts of hours, spent nearly 3 months with my Mother in and out of the hospital and then helping her rehab once she was released, helping take care of my sister’s kids. 135 more words
Sometimes it is necessary to rid one’s self from internal battles. It could be anything from taking risks at a sleazy mall theater, booty calling a fuckboi, liquor, housework, to just sharing experiences with someone whom you admire even if they’re over a couple of continents away. 121 more words
Right now none of us are living in the same city.
Alex is in Spokane Washington working on Znation and is gone six months out of the year, Jon got a job as a reporter at a newspaper in Bakersfield and is only home on the weekends, and I am here, in LA, keeping our house safe for my men. 1,500 more words