One day I did a photo shoot with my rubber ducky. It just seemed like a good idea at the time. I took her (yep, it's a her) to the upstairs bathroom and shot her with a lens that would give the photo lots of bokeh. You know. That blurry, dreamy background look. Overall, she … Continue reading Today’s the day. I’m coming clean.
"Buy the pants." he said. I stopped cold. The voice had come from inside my head. No one was around me. "Buy the pants." he said again. I looked over at the mannequin. She was too thin, too tall, her body contorted into a perfect fashion angle and she was wearing pants. Purple pants. And … Continue reading David and His Purple Pants
I've never felt like I belonged. I've written songs about it, filled many journals with it and known this for what seems like an eternity. But I've never said it out loud. It's a "Truth" I carry around or rather drag around like a child's tattered and worn favorite blanket. This desire for belonging is always … Continue reading The Elusive Search For Belonging