Inspiration can strike at any given time or place. Expected and unexpected. Truth be told, I have often […]
“How do you retrieve yourself from the recycling bin of life?”
a tiny poem I wanted to share.
I always find myself writing late at night. There’s something about the peace and solitude that comes with […]
The mind is a mystery.
with reflection, we also find ourselves.
Her smile lit up the room. It always did. Love you, grandmother dearest.
The one thing I love about this Monday, is the fact that it’s great for when you’re in need of retail therapy. Perhaps money can’t buy happiness, but it can buy you a lot of wonderful things to fill the void of your emptiness, if only for a temporary moment of happiness.