When you’re paid to be a content-driven machine, you start to lose your real voice.
This is Belle. We’ve had Belle for years now. She’s a big ole dog, but a happy dog, and she thinks she’s a lap dog, and quite honestly, she makes me laugh. A lot. She’s a chocolate retriever with the mentality of an 18 month old child. Belle, like most of our dogs (and also […]
Another auld lang syne and that jazz.
So 2015 is the year I'd like to spend on things I'd like to be doing.
My psyche is so terrible to me! Why do we do that to ourselves?
Just one month. Thirty days.
“I’ve been feeling off,” I started out.