I’m starting to specifically identify my days as either hard, easy or recovery, setting my intention for the day while I have coffee in the morning. 1,070 more words
To the folks who continue to drone that performer Bruno Mars is guilty of cultural appropriation — leave him Alone.
Yeah, I always thought Bruno Mars played Cruise Ship Funk — the safe stuff that’s deodorized to a sucralose state of Middle-American acceptamce where listens invoke Peoria-grandma-approved happy faces, trying hard to keep a beat. 839 more words