It’s going to be a long month

To write is to be exposed; to be exposed is to be vulnerable. This is the hardest blog yet. It is (almost) one month before my 33rd birthday.  And I panicked. Not because I'm getting older, but because I will officially out live my dad. I thought this year would be the best yet. 32 … Continue reading It’s going to be a long month



I've been by myself since last Friday. Besides work, I have no one to talk to. My apartment has been quiet. Honestly, I haven't said one word since I left work. No one to talk to.  I miss her. I would take the random coversations over the quiet anytime.  I have had people say, 'it … Continue reading Loneliness