Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
If you thought that was a pun, guess what? You’re bang on! The gym I occasionally frequent (inching towards an oxymoron here folks) has mirrors all along one side of a wall and that really helps while you’re checking out your form or lack thereof. It frequently helps me bemoan the state my body’s in... Continue Reading →
Here it goes in no particular order: He calls you Bruh..mom and dad have left the building and Bruh reigns supreme.Angst is the name of the game.Being contrary is also the name of the game.Tantrums are usually lurking around the corner.Flashes of brilliance (I use the term loosely) can be expected.Hugs and kisses are still... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 