a lie is a lie, no matter the size, shape or color..

I used to make up a lot stories when I was a kid that actually had great texture and imagination to them, or so I thought..i constructed these imaginary fabrications as a comfort blanket to the insecure feelings that I had inside as a child, pretending to be someone other than the adopted me I was supposed to be that I couldn’t truly […]

i can still remember clearly when the world got milli vanillied

        I watched the Grammys a couple of nights ago for the first time in years, simply because my husband was busy doing office work and my daughter was facetiming her posy in her bedroom which left me alone with the remote control on the couch..i should have picked up my book and put the stereo on instead […]

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