So, do I have SAD or am I s-a-d?

So January so far has been me writing a couple of poems, cleaning up, returning to a mundane job, and not getting enough sleep. I can't determine if it is seasonal affective disorder that is the culprit with all of the cloudy and rainy and dreary days. Or if it's because Christmas is over and…

So, a poem about meaning and depth

I want my life to have meaning To be one whom others admire Creating warm and fuzzy in a cold world But through daily life I stumble I fall short in patience and temper I loathe and get annoyed Often laughing, smiling and trying Though people make good intentions hard to follow I start every…

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So, it’s close to Christmas, a poem

So, as I lie here not ready for work and all of it's intrinsically annoying ways, I glimpse at the early morning light trying to burst it's way through my blinds. I dread the trek to the office for too many reasons to unburden, but then I remember it is the Christmas season and all…

So, the little things are what truly matter in the end-a poem for DJ

Listening to endless droning about my crazy job Taking the car to get repairs Calling to make sure I am in the Uber and safe Drying tears over feelings hurt once again An impromptu lunch to celebrate a small success Trying new things like apple picking to celebrate my traditions Buying me more new reads…

So, I’ve lost myself in my work, but not for long…

So, I have been on the job 5 weeks and wow. Every second of the day I am busy texting, emailing and calling, so I have no extra time. I squeeze in a call with my honey before and after work and a tiny bit in between but I have no time to write. That…