This is a letter to a me that’s younger.
When you tell your step brother on accident that your Father’s black, you don’t have to cry. 199 more words
In today’s world, we are bombarded with information; sounds of music, flashes of light and color, fluid motion, visions of warm tropical places, imagery of goals worth achieving, memories of childhoods past, scenarios of futures awaiting, temporal aspects of life, emotions and frame of mind, outcomes of poor decisions, rewards for a humble life. 615 more words
One winter afternoon I was walking down the Avenue with a friend of mine as she went on about how she was handling some family issues at home and even though she felt like she should somehow be ‘un’happy, she really wasn’t, because I mean after all, it’s life, and I remember saying to her – 42 more words