i am having flashbacks…ugh. make them stop….cPTSD…assault anniversary shit and all here i am at my favorite coffee shop in phoenix…hiding out from the excruciating heat that’s already made itself present at eight in the morning?…...
at the end of every year i usually share my intentions for the new year on social media…i have been doing this for a while as i always talk about setting intentions versus making resolutions…resolutions break…you cannot break an intention. a resolution is a desire to achieve a certain goal by a certain time…...
builders. realtors. inspectors. what is wrong with this fireplace? phoenix….i have a huge PSA for home buyers and realtors…...
hi. i wasn’t planning on blogging. in fact i’ve been planning this day for a while now. my anniversary…blogging never entered my mind…but you know i’m a writer and when shit starts spinning…i start writing. anyway. no. it’s not my 30 year wedding anniversary to my college sweetheart (although that is literally around the corner)...
Three days after I sent the above email (It’s verbatim minus any disparaging details and fuck that too as I am not allowed to disparage him, but he almost virtually destroyed me.) I heard from an attorney. Not a criminal defense attorney. A friend/lawyer kind of attorney and for the next six weeks I became...
