“Are you okay, beauty?” “Not so much, but it’s really something I should not discuss because it should never have been in the first place. I’m sure karma and her friends are raining down upon my head. I deserve to battle alone…” No. That is a lie. A lie that...
In the past year I have come to terms with my sexuality. I have faced the end of my marriage. I have had affairs. I have fallen into a love unlike any I have never known and I have had my heart broken. I am now raising my young daughter on my own and preparing to go...
{Click to listen while you read – because words and experience and music are all parts of the same whole. This Is The Way Of Things – Spotify Soundtrack } ~~~~~~~ You wake up. The sky is blue. The children laugh. You forget to clear the breakfast...
It was a red couch. Clean lines, modern design. It sat in her living room, flooded with light from her big glass door. Faded in places, the leather worn soft from years of use. The seat was marred by primitive spirals in ball point ink, doodled by budding toddler...
