I need some happy. Do you? You're welcome to some of mine. Psst... thanks, Pexels.
Here's a serious post. I started writing because I was sad. Why? Reasons. I had moved to a new city. My boss didn't like me. My student loans were strangling me. I was tired all the time. Life was bleh. So I started writing. It helped. It got me thinking about something other than myself. ... Continue Reading →
I thought that was him...or is it he? I thought that was he? Grammar trips me up. Any news about the giant mushroom tower?