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The real lives of businessmen, professionals, the everyday man, stay at home parent, healthy lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories.
To the Next Generation
These words are my own. I write them as a card-carrying member of the millennial generation. Coming of age during the turn of the century was both a terrifying and exhilarating experience. Like generations before me, both domestic and global events, coupled with the fallout from a constantly connected world, defined my life and the lives of my generation.
By Nathan Box3 years ago in Journal
Me, Myself, Undisguised
As is often with me, I find myself not directly answering a prompt, as if I was intimidated by it. I go on rants, or go off course, somehow finding my way to an answer. It reminds me of William Zinsser’s statement about writing in On Writing Well (a book I think every writer should read more than once): “All writing is ultimately a question of solving a problem.”
By Christian Lee3 years ago in Journal
Nobody likes You When You’re Twenty-Three
So in less than a week I will finally be turning twenty four and I have decided to do a couple of things before that day. I want to have my house absolutely spotless beforehand so I have been tidying away at my house for the last few days, trying to make everything perfect. This is to try and get myself into a nice clear headspace before I begin to focus on chapter 24 of my story.
By Terri Allen3 years ago in Journal
It Could Get Real Cold
If your world looks like mine, than you are flying high, and warm AF, despite the fact its cold as a mother-in-laws embrace. Well!! Maybe not, moms are so confusing; then again so is the weather, at least in my corner of these states united. Makes all sense, why my homie, only in my mind, Coach Mike McDaniel, of the Miami Dolphins was seen during this past Wednesday’s practice with his pants rolled up, strolling through stretching lines, while he bopped his head to rapper YG’s 2014 hit “Who Do You Love?” and wearing a shirt that read…
By Erik DeSean Barrett3 years ago in Journal
CLEAN YA BOOTY RIGHT!!
Hey, Its EDB, thats Erik DeSean Barrett, and I am wondering about the place I call home. Each and every time I sit to think, my brain continuously wonders. What would happen, if more of us, just stopped, press paused, and actually thought about what exactly was going on around them?
By Erik DeSean Barrett3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 1 April 2025
1 April 2025 6:33 am I wake up. Remove my cpap mask, get up to pee. (Only once during night. So that’s two good nights now…yayyy!) My lungs ache though. I have the song “Man of La Mancha, I am Don Quixote” run through my head. Interesting! I decide I will try to sleep more. Still tired.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 14 February 2025
14 February 2025 Happy Valentines Day to Lovers, Dreamers, Believers. Magick makers, Sweethearts and those old bitten down ones who know better but still have an incredible lightness of Being deep down in their embattled hardbitten brittle carapaced caramelised chewy core.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 5 February 2025
5 February 2025 8:24 am oh my! This is a much better result than yesterday morning. I saw my gp yesterday. He said he will cut the cyst out for $200. I gasped in shock. Then he said “I will do it for you for $100. Medicare won’t cover cysts only tiny skin cancers.” He smiled and blushed with delight. “Why don’t you go to the other skin doctor?”
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 4 February 2025
4 February 2025 1 August 2023: Beauregard’s death opened a psychic portal that cracked open my psyche with a deluge of energy that was utterly cataclysmic and terrifying…yet brought great love and sweetness into my life on a scale I had never experienced before…This also gave me an illusory false hope of love again.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
