Your eyes open slowly and reality sets in. Gasping for air, you wake up stunned and confused; legs wobble and hands shake. As the world comes into focus, the truth is like an 18 wheeler crashing into your essence. After months or even ...

I am old school, although totally hooked on technology. My thoughts are best collected using a pen and paper, nothing else. Like an unadulterated conversation with myself, there are neither red swiggley lines to remind me of my dependence on spellc...

First off, yes, I still get an Easter Basket… Now, that it’s all cleared up, I must tell you,I love it. Usually filled with a collection of undies, make-up and chocolate, it’s like my own little decadent pleasure that doesn’t hurt my ba...