It’s the Little Things
I went out to karaoke last night. It was not my first time, but it was my first time alone. I hoped the ‘karaoke crew’ would be there but they were not. I am not…
I went out to karaoke last night. It was not my first time, but it was my first time alone. I hoped the ‘karaoke crew’ would be there but they were not. I am not…
It’s early on a Saturday. I’ve already had one cup of coffee, spoken to the bestie, fed the animals. I have to travel into the city today and figure out what next week at works…
My personal journal has been getting all the work lately. There are things I write out there to try to make sense of emotions and plans. The thing about this moment in time is that…
How it started: That photo was when after almost a year in the shelter on Randolph St I graduated to a solo room. Don’t get me wrong after ‘sleeping’ some of the places I’d slept…
At this point I have to jot some things down to pull from and remember for the immediate and distant future. I would prefer to not have to do this, but I don’t always get…