Peace. I’ve been so intense lately with my emotions. I’ve reacted to loved ones with tension, lost a few yards with formerly close people and I generally began to not care how it left me – except that wasn’t true. I’ve had a few days to process my thoughts and this blog entry is part of the process. Well at least the part I’m willing to share in a public manner. Continue reading
Peace. I was compelled to write this blog as I have endured some relationship woes and lost connections with loved ones and friends even as recent as the last few weeks. I have reached a place of indifference about it and so below, I will try to share and write out my feelings.
Peace. Last year, I participated in the National Poetry Writing Month (conveniently known as NaPoWriMo) due to inspiration from talented poet Derrick Weston Brown, a poet-in-residence at Busboy and Poets in DC. I’m nobody’s poet but I do try to get creative when I can. It is such a departure from my usual work. I hope you enjoy. I will list my poems below daily. Continue reading
Peace. A couple of people who follow me on Twitter asked me to consolidate my overlong rant on love, relationships and such. I realize I was tweeting a bit much but I was in a moment where I needed to get this off my mind. I will share the process behind the rant and offer more elaborate thoughts as they come. Continue reading
Peace. I promised myself I’d blog more and fill this space up with my thoughts. Hopefully I can connect myself with some of you. Maybe one day, I’ll connect with you all. Do know I write for me (most days) but I hope to share a part my process and progress with those who choose to read this. Continue reading
Peace. I wrote this a while ago and I’m not sure why I haven’t put it up. The blog’s been inactive and coming across this draft, I decided to put it up for discussion. I hope a lot of you chime in on this one. Continue reading
Peace. I think anyone who’s known me a while know that I love break-up songs, especially those when someone’s getting told they’re worthless piles of dung on the other end. That’s so awesome to me. Soul Singer Cee-Lo’s “F*ck You” comes to mind and boy do I understand that pain. Anyway, I’m not a song writer but I will send some firing shots to some past people as a way to finally bury those memories and move on. Continue reading