I wish I could say that I was the type of writer that sits at her laptop with a glass of wine, a designer label on my back, and shoes that cost more than most people’s mortgage payment. A Carrie Bradshaw, for those of you who still remember who she is. I wish I could tell you that I have all of the answers for you, amazing stories of sex, life, and mishaps to enthrall you. Sadly, all I have is an opinion and a blog.
I’m currently in my Deadpool pajamas and listening to Alanis Morissette as I binge of Pibb and Reese’s that will certainly not help in my everyday struggle to have J.Lo’s body. I’ll probably fall asleep tonight watching a Disney movie (or Eternal Sunshine For The Spotless Mind for the umpteenth time). I’ll cuddle up with my dogs as my cat snoozes on top of me. I’ll say a prayer and then sleep, wake up, and count down the hours till sleep again.
I am far from glamorous.
I am, however, very human. That along side the fact that I am also a writer who observes the world around me with a slightly different lense is a good indicator that what I have to say will be of value to someone. I’ve experienced life and I’ve watched people I love (and people I don’t know) handle the curveballs that have been thrown at them.
I’m not an expert.
The world is flawed and cruel sometimes. Others, it’s beautiful and endless, it seems. I want to explore every option while also telling you the way I see things. I really just want to write to give people my opinion and not feel ashamed in doing such.
So, stick around or leave and never come back. It’s your choice.