I remember sitting in my tiny little home that was built out of a sun deck. A 9-foot ceiling in my bedroom, with a window that caught the sunrise. Downstairs was the hobbit hole...
Still the loneliness lingers. The connections I had with men were merely satisfying my physical urges. Not hitting me on a soul level. Though I wanted to dive deeper into an intimate connection with...
As summer came to an end I was left with fewer outdoor distractions. I leaned on the men in my life to distract me from the inner turmoil that resided in my heart. This...
I was alone with my emotions, learning to sit with them. In the discomfort. This was not an easy task. I reflected a lot on my old habits, longing to return to what seemed...
Still looking at my emotions from different perspectives, as I was trying to navigate them. It was still hard to accept my emotions rather than reject them. So I wanted to understand what was...
Here I am back at work, sitting in a telehandler on set, bored out of my mind contemplating emotions as a choice. I was still riding the high of the travel bug. Thinking I...