Winter, 2003: I was thirteen years old. My best friend was sitting next to me in the back seat of a Mercedes-Benz, and in the front seat sat two men; aged in their 20s. It was one o'clock in the morning and over fourteen years ago, yet, I can still remember the cracks, tears and … Continue reading twenty seven lessons
-- I couldn’t actually believe I was actually here in this room right now. I didn’t know if it was out of disbelief or that I that I had finally walked through those doors and committed to what I said I would do. The warm complimenting two tone espresso colored walls, the soft plush of … Continue reading the dying leaves – pt 5
The clock hand slowed down to a halt, and my breath froze as the hand seemed to pause for what seemed like just a few ticks longer than it truly should have on the 12 hour. I tried to gulp down the knot in my throat that had been sitting there for months, nope, still there, … Continue reading the dying leaves – pt 4
"Wall-E" would have back pain and he, like others, would just shrug it off because it had been a long day at work, he was tired, he wanted a beer, and he just wanted to relax.. besides, the pain went away when he would finally the relaxing time to himself. Problem solved... until he told … Continue reading The Days Ahead.