Let me tell you an ‘old’ story.. its been a minute.
(Morocco camping in the desert) This could be a happy story or a sad story, but in the end, it is bittersweet, and it sucks
a blog for my third life
(Morocco camping in the desert) This could be a happy story or a sad story, but in the end, it is bittersweet, and it sucks
FEELINGS this unfamiliar exquisite feeling is this what love feels like floating on an ocean of pure joy ripples of orgasmic pleasure enveloped in
When I started this blog I didn’t know much about writing. My mom was a writer and a poet and had some stuff published along
My Pearly Whites and a Jelly Bean/Bird Rescue I have said many times I don’t need to make shit up and today was a good
Yes I’m a senior and yes I tend to whine a bit, well ok maybe a lot. The thing is, the government doesn’t pay
Oh, Canada.. “Why would I want to go anywhere else when we have everything we need right here in our own country?” Stated my mom
Fix this now! I admit to being a Liberal supporter, a species that is facing extinction in the west. Before you hang me, also know
Did we bury our guilt? To say I am not proud to be a Canadian right now is putting it mildly. How did these atrocities
“Is there anything you need that I can bring you when we come back up?” asks my son. I think for just a second and
Construction beside my condo is at an all-time high. The noise wakes me in the morning and the dust chokes me during the day. Getting