Short and mildly spicy

So this post is terribly late and I have no real excuse. Well I kinda do but I won’t use it because it mainly just comes down to being completely lost as to what to write. Writing about my life so far has been easy. As soon as my dad died while I was in … Continue reading Short and mildly spicy

The 792 stages of grief

I have tried a million ways to start this post. I couldn't figure out why it was so hard. What point was I tying to get across with this one? I've written this whole post twice and hated them both. I started it from different directions: With a joke! With a metaphor about life being … Continue reading The 792 stages of grief