I’m one who likes to be in control– the planner of the schedule – the writer of the menu.
I’m one who doesn’t particularly like “surprises” in the journey. 529 more words
Last week, my mom and stepdad’s meat processing plant caught on fire. It was a total loss. There is nothing to be salvaged. Nine fire departments and around 70 firefighters fought the fire from Thursday evening into the morning on Friday and they just couldn’t put it out. 801 more words
I’ve spent most of my life confused. Extremely. Confused. The vast majority of the time I blame my dyslexia. You see, in my kaleidoscope brain, numbers and letters whirl out of order faster than a Vegas dealer shuffles a deck of cards. 1,012 more words