What Started it all.

beginningYears ago, I was coming out of a wild relationship, and decided to “roll solo” for a while and get a few things figured out. I’m not the first person in history to take a break from dating, or the last. To get through the patch,  I chose to focus on some of the funner things you can get away with whilst there is no one around. It was either that, or run back into a toxic relationship. Here are a few of the social media posts I threw out there. People loved them, which encouraged me to write more.  Not just silly quips, but other “works” as well. This is only a fraction of the ridiculousness that was my life.

Joys of Bachelor Living: (Circa 2012)

#1. If you want to soak in the tub, but want to have ice cream…You can do them at the same time.

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My Art Teacher

A reminiscent journey from the classroom of Mrs. Strack:
A couple of weeks ago, I was handed a list of classrooms that needed painted over the summer. On that list was a single wall in the art room. It was not the first room to be done, so I put it out of my mind. The next week, my dad and I strolled in to discuss the paint job.  To say the least, I was unprepared for the events that followed.
We went over the job, and that was great, but memories started to arise. I pushed them away.  There was work to be done, no time for daydreaming.  It became increasingly difficult to focus on the work the longer we were in there. The memories were increasing in vigor. NO!  I have to work, must do the job I’m here to do. But this room had me surrounded by art, and art tools, and an artistic environment. It was very hard to focus. I’ve always loved art, and wasn’t horrible at it either. While I didn’t posses the skills to do it professionally, I was well beyond stick figures, and have found enjoyment in seeing others works. Continue reading