Juice Fast: Day 2

Bacon, fried chicken, macaroni and cheese, garlic bread, andouille sausage…. shit I could really go for some coffe right about now. A beer would be heavenly, but I cant have any of those things for the next two weeks. I am on a juice fast until my wedding day.
Yesterday, I was the weakest.

Turning 25

Its so official. I’m old. Ancient, really.

After riding the wave of 21, a firm hand began to close around me.

Quarter Life Crisis: High Anxiety

In your early twenties, just about everything gives you a high level of anxiety. Have you ever unnecessarily lost your breath, your heart was pumping blood to your brain at an ungodly rate, you couldnt calm yourself down and feared you might pass out? That was a panic attack. Thats your twenty-something anxiety. Welcome to the club.

Quarter Life Crisis

By now, many of us have settled back into our comfort zones, a safe distance away from challenging New Year’s resolutions. Life has become  simple again without the outside pressures of having to lose that extra 10lbs or to finally quit smoking. However, there is a different kind of anxiety eating away at the rest of us who have yet to find our peace.

Los Muertos

Do not pity the dead. Pity the living, for their struggle drags onward. The dead, now in a well deserved slumber, don’t feel pain or fear. They are not rejoicing, nor watching over us as we continue to enjoy life’s gifts or suffer its curses.

Do You, Like Drugs?

(Inspiration, in part, was from) Miguel- Do You…

 

It’s my birthday. The inky night sky is floating by like a melody. No rush. The clouds are scattered enough for the stars and round moon to peek through to witness the nightlife. They wouldn’t want to miss a night like this.

‘Do you like drugs?

You’ll see.

A Very Unlikely, Honest Job Interview

This is a stupid tie, Josh told himself as he walked into the office. There was one small desk, a simple decorative fake tree in the corner and a green accountant’s desk lamp. Can she tell I’m thinking about my tie? Whatever. I’m done worrying myself over this shit. This was the best tie at the thrift store. If she doesn’t like my ducky tie, she will not like me.