august 30 is mi cumpleaños. no, i’m not spanish. but i took two years of spanish in high school and two in college, so i
my heart is heavy today. it’s a mournful playlist kind of day. some sting, some mumford, some random songs that talk about sadness, storms, tough
the other day i was listening to my friend andy update me on what’s been going on in his life over the past six months.
today is my 43rd birthday. i’m really not ashamed of my age. in fact, i’ve been sort of embracing it. instead of hanging on to
i’m in my 40s and i still love the old school superheroes. specifically the DC heroes—Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Flash, etc. i’ve been known to
it’s 6:35 am and i’m wide awake. if it was a normal work day, that wouldn’t be a big deal. but it’s not. i’m on
About six years ago, I was given the opportunity of a lifetime, the opportunity to write a book. Now some people fight and clamor and
I so don’t want to be here. I know I said, “God I want this,” but it looks nothing like I thought it would. Everything