I realize that every breath I take is death to another memory. I just wish I could manage them a little better.
September creeps in on the heels of August’s humidity cloaked as a relief worker. But it’s a lie.
Believing we’re creative is a deception caused by the ego. Sadly, humans aren’t creative. True creativity can only exist at the ‘divine entity’ level.
This is the story of the time Sarah Palin tried to seduce me.
Sadly, this the true account of a dream I had last night.
Is it real?
