When Sadness Knocks

When Sadness Knocks

Some days arrive quietly, carrying a heaviness I can’t always name. It doesn’t shout or announce itself it just shows up in my chest, in my pace, in the way the light feels different.

Sadness has a way of disguising itself. Sometimes it’s weariness. Sometimes it’s distraction. Sometimes it’s silence when I usually have words…

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Home, body.

Home, body.

As a homebody, people often assume that I am boring or unadventurous, but that's not the case. Just last weekend I went on an adventure. I left my apartment at 7:00 AM and by 7:30 AM, I had spent a hundred dollars easily. I enjoy being at home because everything is paid for, including food, internet, drinks, water, and electricity…

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Tramuel's Observation on Utopia

Tramuel's Observation on Utopia

I find it curious that we all believe in and desire peace in our relationships however men and women are constantly fighting on André 3000's innanet’ about the best way to achieve it.

In context of what modern women want from a man; Big bank, big dack, Uptown Condo, Million Dollar Home in Myers Park, drives a Brabus G-Wagon, writes poetry, draws, he's a thug, and a nerd, is lean like a runner, and strong like a weightlifter, he don't eat pork, but eats oysters, pays for hair and nails, buys flowers, pays all the bills, spends all his time with you, takes you to the Cheesecake Factory...

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