
There’s something about the closing of another year that turns me into somewhat of a sentimental asshole.
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There’s something about the closing of another year that turns me into somewhat of a sentimental asshole.
Hello, my name is Jamie and I’m a living, breathing sensitive (and sometimes insensitive) human being. It’s taken me awhile to make that admission out loud, but it’s true. You’re probably wondering why I bring this up, however, if you watch the news and experience the world we live in, Continue Reading
Another year has come and gone and I’m grateful for the opportunity to take another orbital spin around the sun. Time passes a lot faster these days then I wish it would, still, I’m not ashamed of my age—at least not yet. I think the reason life seems so short Continue Reading
Lately I’ve been waking up with one sock on and one sock off. Usually it’s my left foot that ends up sockless, while the sock on my right foot seems perfectly in place. When this happens, I get up and go about my morning routine while walking around the house Continue Reading