Where is our balm? Reflections on Anger
I slammed my fist down on my desk, hard. Then again. And a few more times.
I slammed my fist down on my desk, hard. Then again. And a few more times.
“Anger isn’t bad, as long as you’re angry at the right things.” I just never understood what the ‘right things’ were…
You won’t be around much longer….another 50 or 60 years MAX before you’re worm food…
I don’t celebrate his death; I’m more brokenhearted by how he lived his life.
Your sexual status may not be as important as you think.




