The one thing that humans do so well is, create. What distinguishes us from the other species in the animal…
Dear Me. Happy Birthday.
Dear me I love to write. I also hate to write. I want to write. I also don’t want to…
I’m a millennial. That generation the straddles the pre and post-internet explosion. I like to believe we are that magical…
March 8th. Today. Women’s Day.
There is a fine line between sanity and insanity. The two are apparently distinct entities. At least that’s what they…
I still remember a time when the new year was a beacon of hope.
Merry Christmas!
She is the smart reader-writer with the most radiant smile.
He who runs in every man perishes his life, just as the soul that runs in all souls perishes it’s…