Soul Survivor Sunday

Soul Survivor Sunday

From a very young age, I’ve always been drawn to story telling, especially those about the underdog, probably because I’ve always been labeled that way growing up. On the weekends when I would travel to NYC to see my mom, while I would wait for her to come meet me, I...
Who am I?

Who am I?

I’ve been told that I’m hard to read. I agree. It’s hard to tell what I’m thinking or predict what outlandish thought may develop in my head and exit through my mouth. Yes, I’m unpredictable, so what? Of course, that’s so much easier for me to say today than it...
The Love of Captivity

The Love of Captivity

Scared to lose something I never had, Hoping this is not some type of typical guy 3-month fad. Don’t want to do anything to push him away… Want to make sure I’m there for him to listen to every word he has to say. Deep down inside, I question whether I should...