I often say “You know what — I could get hit by a bus tomorrow,” as a way of portraying the immediacy of acting on
In June 1998, my elementary school hired a magician to perform tricks at an assembly during the last week of school. My second grade class
“It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop.” – Andy Warhol My blog has been frozen in
There is a frantic young child inside me who screams and shakes. Her name is Anxiety, and I can feel her quivering in my chest.
Autumn is upon us, bringing with her the rainbow of seasonal decay, the heat of oversized sweaters, and the warmth of tenderhearted boyfriends. My facebook