Word vomit

I can do anything…

...but not everything. And that is where the trouble begins (or rather, never starts). As the years pass, the more I realize that I must let go of ghost ships of lives not lived; paths not taken. In my attempt to not commit any mistakes, I stand at the precipice of the multi-faceted person I… Continue reading I can do anything…

Word vomit

The mental benefits of regular Windex(ing).

My mother always warned me that my dirty mirrors were preventing real love from entering my life. I was skeptical. I was fairly certain it was my own lack of enthusiasm and general wariness that was preventing any of the lacklustre Tinder suitors from taking up permanent residence in my life. And then one day,… Continue reading The mental benefits of regular Windex(ing).