45

I often wonder where did half my life go. I am 45. I am no where close to where I thought I’d be. I mean what the hell! Where is my million dollar home, sports car (convertible for sure) Pulitzer’s, you know for that amazing book I never write/finish, a perfect body, no wrinkles and…

But He Didn’t Look Sick

A few weeks ago, a friend of mine passed away. I cried like people always do and thought why, God, why, he was only 58. You know why he died, because he was sick and dying. He had been diagnosed with cancer. He was given a death sentence in months. So why did I think…

Fluffy White Unicorns

I find myself wanting to drink wine at 1 pm and blog about fluffy white unicorns, but then I remember I’m  trying to act at least somewhat normal today and honestly the only wine I have is some Apothic Red and its awful. Id rather drink really bad cough syrup *gags*. Okay, let’s get back…