I Love Staring at a Blank Screen

I Love Staring at a Blank Screen

It’s not that I don’t want to write. Sometimes, I sit down in front of my computer and my mind just goes blank. I have taken to jotting little notes in notebooks or random pieces of paper to help me out. Still, I have a great idea and then I sit down...
Why are you condemning me for my voice?

Why are you condemning me for my voice?

Hi there. Can we sit down and just chat for a few minutes? I won’t take up much of your time. I just want to ask you to think about something. Why is it that when someone speaks, they have an expectation of being listened to yet when you voice an opposing...
Finding Home

Finding Home

Sometimes we take “home” for granted. We say things like, “home is where the heart is”, “home is where you hang your hat”, “home is where you come from.” This, to me signifies that ‘home’ is an intangible...