One Word, At A Time….
Today I am full of fear, angst, and in a fetal position. The weight of my world lies heavy on my chest, and sadly, I cannot find that darn box that held my joy, spark, and heart.
Category: A Squaarekat Thought
Who am I…?
Yet every so often, I feel this pang that I need to do … do what? I have no idea; do more for others, do what I was “meant to do or be”, find my contentment.
The Day the Music Died…
“So bye, bye Miss American Pie….drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry….” Lyrics by Don McLean – Miss American Pie
