I grew up poor, with limited resources and opportunities. When the 90's recession hit, my family went from lower middle class to just lower class. Food banks provided food for us to "quiet the stomach rumblings" on hungry days, and one-room motel rooms filled with six family members afford us the luxury of having a roof over our heads to fight the frigid-ness of bitter New England winters that threatened our lives.
I know I typically hit you all with the motivational and inspirational posts, but I wanted to switch it up just a little bit this week. I've been long overdue for this post, but a lot of dope things have been coming out of my hometown (and the surrounding areas which might as well be... Continue Reading →
If someone told you, right now, to write a bio about yourself, what would you say? Would you list out your accomplishments? The jobs you've held? The places you've been? Or would you talk about where you grew up, the colleges you went to, and the degrees you've earned? You probably wouldn't talk about the... Continue Reading →
Have you ever had a conversation with someone about aspects of your life that you KNOW you need to change, and you kind of brush it off like, yeah yeah whatever. You hear them, but you're not truly listening to what they're saying. We all like to think we're completely right, and for the most... Continue Reading →
What would happen if you decided to love yourself? Like, really love yourself? What if you woke up in the morning and, instead of being frustrated that it's all starting over again, you were determined to face the day and enjoy being you? That you woke up with a song on your lips, a little... Continue Reading →
A couple of days ago, I was having a conversation about the lack of a viable creative community in San Diego, or at least one I could find. I lamented on how I'd been lacking with my writing and other creative pursuits, and that I wanted to get back to doing "cooler" things, and creating... Continue Reading →
You want to make sure everything is perfect, that everything is squared away, because then, and only then, will you be able to feel comfortable.
This morning was not, by many standards, a good day. I woke up exhausted, having spent the night tossing and turning, uncomfortable and restless. I snoozed for a bit, then woke up with a start, because now I was running late. Traffic was awful, making my commute last almost an hour. I got to the... Continue Reading →
In light of the most recent episode of "why having a badge is equal to having a Purge-like murder pass" as well as, "why justice doesn't really exist", I was compelled to post a wonderfully written comment-turned-article by an awesome friend of mine. I urge you to pay attention, understand, and hopefully internalize her words, possibly... Continue Reading →