Laughs and Lobotomies

I’m a firm believer that there are few things that can’t be cured by a hot bubble bath, a tight hug from someone who cares for you, and a good piece of chocolate.

And finding your place in this world and telling your story.

Is it chaotic? Sure.

Believe you me I also don’t feel like the last 35 years really happened.

So maybe my writing doesn’t read like a good novel, with a solid beginning, middle, and end and a tight resolution.

But rarely does life flow as we expect it to.

And even if no one reads it, I’ll tell it as it was, as it comes, as best I can.