• High Five! (Repost)

    Once upon a time, I wrote a few timeless lines. This poem from 2014 is called High Five, and it’s still true to my heart. So here it is again (with some light editing). Just keeping it alive. For finding the courage to let go of weaknesses however benign thoughts of cake? Cigarettes? Drugs? Maybe wine? High five! For getting your degree against all odds rubbed it in the face of whomever said you wouldn’t get jobs High five! For working out every day ’til seeing the results you wanted feeling confident in your own skin knowing every effort counted High five! For cutting out of your life the loser…

  • Every Day Should Be a Party

    Maybe it has something to do with getting older or maybe it doesn’t. But lately, I’ve been thinking about the purpose of life a lot. Call it existential crisis, a product of aging, or whatever, but it has hit me. I’ve been wondering why some people take life so darn seriously. With all the contradictions and opinions that exist about how we should be living our lives, it’s hard sometimes to focus on our purpose or to come up with a solid individual definition for “living in the moment.” Every day I think about how it should be a simple equation, though. And even though it is a cliché that…

  • High Five

    For finding the courage to let go of weaknesses however benign; thoughts of cake? Cigarettes? Drugs? Or maybe wine? High five! For getting your degree against all odds rubbing it in the face of those who said you wouldn’t get jobs. High five! For working out every day until seeing the results you wanted feeling confident in your own skin knowing every effort counted. High five! For cutting out of your life that loser causing your hurt who polluted you over and over with the same f*cking dirt. High five! For taking initiative to talk to that cute guy ignoring the things they say that women shouldn’t try. High five!…