writers-desk

Project New What?

Ah, yes. Today is one of those days that I feel like a complete and utter failure. Since last year, I’ve been dropping sly and subtle hints about the oncoming onslaught of awesomeness that was to be “Project New B.” By making this declaration, I was going to put out a new lease on life…

Surveying His Domain

It’s a Flirter’s World

As I take the steps necessary to work myself out of my crushing and debilitating stages of depression, I find myself looking back at old habits and behaviors and wondering just what I should do to recalculate my life.  One area that seems to need some tweaks is my love life. One item that I…

Just the Bee

Just Me, Just Her

   A week or so ago, I was searching the internet for, oh, the usual suspects. A little YouTube, a little Realtor.com, a little web design tips. And, of course, a little Tiny Buddha. This time around, I was having trouble with my overthinking about my place in the world, why it is that everyone…

Water on a Leaf

Sunday Drive – Part Two

  Originally, the time span from my psychic appointment with Angelia seemed endless.  However, I passed it by grabbing lunch at McDonald’s and getting my car’s emission test across the street.  The emissions manager was pleasant, and we chatted about the weather and his ride while he quickly analyzed my car. “That’s a gorgeous motorcycle,”…