But Why?
When I was a kid I was pretty shy. To the extreme of …I’d rather go home sick than through the lunch line at school because you had to tell the hair netted ladies what you wanted on your plate….
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Dear K.C. 7/25/16
It’s amazing how quickly the week goes by…especially when you realize all the things you were “gonna do” resulted in absolutely nothing getting done and several more items added to the list. Never, ever, ending…but there’s at least a bright…
Local Color: The Accidental Sailor Girl
On June 3, 2010 I posted to the blog about a little car I kept seeing around town. It turns out that I knew the owner and what I could see on the exterior reflected beautifully on the interior… of the…
Writing can change the world.
I remember the moment clearly… I was a struggling and confused nineteen-year-old living in Cardiff By The Sea, California, trying to figure out my place in the world. I found myself writing daily, as if I would come to some…