"Sorry, it's my Facebook (or, other social medium) I can post what I want to." Why do we feel the need to apologize for posting to our own social media accounts? I'm not talking blatantly offensive material, I'm talking things along the line of "too many" cat memes, "too many" bikini pics, "too many" photos... Continue Reading →
I Be Up In the Gym Just Working on My Fitness
I was never an athletic child growing up. I didn't play any sports. I couldn't run more than an eighth of a mile; I would get one of those awful cramps in my side. I only rode my bike to my friend's house, and maybe the convenience store every now and again. I did the... Continue Reading →
Lost in Resolute Reverie 