i imagine walking the street in the pouring rain where the cold drops wash all the fear; wash all the anxiety; wash all the insecurity away. i would be clean and new. i would be on a shiny, slick path and you would be able to see my reflection, clear, in the black asphalt. i …
random daily distractions
Did you know I am already a writer? Not really but it seems the name is taken. In my searching online for ideas to help a friend by designing a website, I ended up playing around and doing google searches for people I know. I looked up myself too. Under my name you will find …
Dixie's Road Trip 