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Rose Colored Glasses

….its simple really.

I am the mother of the most painfully beautiful little boy.  We have a partnership see… one in which I learn a lot about how to be, who I am, and how I am supposed to navigate gracefully as a young mother, significant other, and friend… all the while he is hysterical, mischievous, and ever so studious on finding new ways to get under my skin and deeper into my heart.   491 more words


Questions of the short and long term in voting, or, Max takes a surprisingly reasoned view of current events

As much as the media might have you believe, the current ruckus at the Democratic National Convention is not a second manifestation of the 1968 DNC marred by much more vigorous protests as well as the assassination of a candidate two months prior. 885 more words

If your job requires you to sell to friends and family, you should leave that job

“Huh, that’s interesting, I just got a phone call from a friend who I haven’t talked to in years,” someone has probably said sometime, “I wonder what they wanted. 506 more words

Jack Wagner


respect, is that too much to ask for??

it doesn’t take your filthy money, nor you energy, nor your pride,just learn to respect others, you don’t need to be religious to respect someone, it’s not hard it takes no effort, just respect others it doesn’t matter what you are going throught, what made you so out of morals, respect your parents, elder, your neighbors, your colleagues, respect for the sake of humanity, stop looking down on each others for stupid reasons, there is no excuse for this, it doesn’t matter if you are rich or poor, you color, your religion, they all don’t matters nothing matters, it’s just that morals are dying, when i look around everyone are turning to monsters..

Maintaining Reflection

Through the use of social media, ethnic and racial tensions are at an all-time high. Mostly because they’re revealing the injustice and prejudice that has always been lurking under the professional smiles and official policies. 404 more words

The Other

I have been thinking about this post for a while. Over two weeks ago I went to see a play called The Wedding Gift by Chisa Hutchinson. 962 more words


A gift in Marylebone

I wish people didn’t visit Oxford Street, for there is little to see that inspires and only stress to be felt under your skin. It is hard to really see any  484 more words