I come across a lot of questions that start with, Do I really? While I was doing chores tonight I was singing Mica Tyler's song Different. The chorus just kept ringing through my mind, pushing out the usual chatter and planning that's going through my mind while I'm working. I wanna be different I wanna be … Continue reading Do I Really?
You wouldn't want to be inside my head. It's a depressing place to be, full of tormentors and all manor of unpleasantness. The smile on my face for all the world to see, even when fake, is sometimes then only little thread holding together all the broken little pieces of this soul's heart and mind. … Continue reading You wouldn’t want to be inside my head