As we age, photo credit: bdg
I faced a big trigger recently. After pondering on it, I let my soul write... photo credit: bdg
I make my way to the cafe. I catch a sight of myself in a window reflection. I rather ignore it, no point in allowing her to ruin this moment. Once I reach the person I'm meeting up with, I cannot ignore her any longer. Instant regret on the outfit that-in my distorted mind- makes me look bigger than I already am. Silence her. Silence her. Silence her.
Top of Castle Rock, photo credit: bdg
White Sands, photo credit: bdg
Drogo when he was three months old.
Is it just me, or has being-an-adult always been difficult? Over almost four months ago, I turned 30 –I’m still trying to get used to seeing that big number – and one would think that by this age you would have things figured out. Well I definitely do not. I am still learning how to…