Memories can be wonderful; like when you remember a fly pizza place in a random town you visited and want to return, or when you’re thinking of crazy times with your college friends, or when you’re rushing for work in the morning and suddenly know exactly where your car keys are... But they can also … Continue reading Of My Memories
Everyone in my circles are droning on about how "deep" the new horror movie "Us" is. Personally I don't see the correlation to the reality of black Americans, or oppression in whatever, or whatever, but as just a well-written and executed horror movie I'm definitely impressed. As impressed as I was with my first viewing, … Continue reading Us Compared to Them
I am usually prepared for long shifts at work, but sometimes my mind, body, and soul are simultaneously pleading for rest the moment I walk in the building. Because people. 10:57pm on a Saturday; 3 minutes before the front doors are locked, and your easy breezy behind is expected to begin bringing your 2 hour … Continue reading Woes of the Working Adult
In Walmart buying a new tea pot (Yep, at 1am, sue me), but my mind has started wandering... When I moved to Houston, I chose to reside smack dab in the middle of American royalty, surrounded by castles you can only see the top quarter of as you drive by. A peasant by comparison, I … Continue reading I Want the Sunset
Do you ever wonder if you're living life right? Now, I don't use the phrase in the way an old religious grandmother would - to suggest that not being home by 11pm would quantify you as a bad person. No, not in that way. Because I'm great. And I come home when I please. Living … Continue reading Living Life Left
My Sunday shifts aren't usually interesting. There's a sort of monotone feel to the routine of waiting tables. Unless of course it's, "Balloon Lady Day". She doesn't adorn our location with popped balloon fragments every Sunday, but when she does I'm a happy camper. She's been in the profession for 22 years, and she's very … Continue reading I Need to Clean My Section
I knew it was going to be a bad day when my alarm went off, and I opened my eyes. Nothing big happened in those few seconds, but I felt it in my gut. I also felt hungry, but, duh. Anyway, I focused on positivity, started my morning tasks, and continued to run into issues. … Continue reading Sitting Curbside
