Roof Over Our Heads
I talked with my mother last week. Of course, it started with a text message. Mom: Call me on your lunch! I need to hear your voice Like the dutiful…
Posted inIn My Head Matters of the Heart
The Winter of our Discontent
I really hate this time of year. Nothing good happens at this time of year. Every morning at around 9am, I'll get a notification from Facebook. You've got memories to…
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Working Hard, Hardly Working
It's Wednesday, which is without a doubt my least favorite day of the work week. This makes a second day this week that I'm working a late shift, since the…
