Not brave enough to leave, not brave enough to stay.
Maybe satisfaction comes slowly, the way a sun rises gradually into a new day.
Maybe satisfaction comes slowly, the way a sun rises gradually into a new day.
Maybe I’m just cynical after being back in the suburbs for a year. The world is calling and I’ll probably answer it soon.
A reader picks my brain on writing, travel, and more…
‘Merican Christianity at its finest. Gobble it up.
“YOU CAN’T BREATHE FISH WATER!!”
Are you passively waiting for a better life?
You’re not in Egyptian bondage, but you’re certainly not home…
“I have six bullets so I can kill six of you!” he had yelled.
The post I wish I had read before my 20’s.