what a world, what a world.
The duality of being happy for my family, while processing yet another shooting renders me sleepless.
The duality of being happy for my family, while processing yet another shooting renders me sleepless.
Growing up is hard to do. I know, I did it. Now guiding my kids through it, I’m reminded of how truly difficult adolescence really was.
It takes me a week to cut up a cantaloupe. I simply will it to wash, de-seed and slice itself.
I do everything 100%. I don’t know how to half-ass anything. (Well, maybe the dishes. I like to just shove