I’ve always been a deep and sensitive person. Yeah, you know, you know. This isn’t a feel-sorry-for-me post. It’s a reclamation of sorts. Whenever I read something, whether it’s fiction or non-fiction, I’m always looking for the metaphors, the message, the “what’s really between the lines” of something. What did that guy, Frost REALLY mean … Continue reading
I was surfing the channels last night and one of those infomercials was on, this one about a woman purchasing a triangular piece of material that hooks on her bra in order to keep cleavage at bay. It showed a woman wearing a low-cut top that kept exposing the girls a wee too much. She … Continue reading
It is finally getting warm — nice! — where I am. With that change, comes a change within me. The need, obsession and desire to change my environment. Out with the dull colors of winter and in with the bright, whites and vibrant splooches (made-up word because I’m so tired of the term “pops of … Continue reading