Shit, shit, shit. I was on my way to an interview and now i’m stuck in traffic. Ugh i really need this job i can’t afford to be late today. The dashboard reads 11:03, the interview is at 11:15 and im 10 minutes away. There is no chance i’m getting there on time and this pathetic conga-line of cars doesn’t look like it’ll be moving anytime soon. Sighing, I grab my starbucks coffee and have a sip, o...

A few years ago, at what was meant to be the prime of my adulthood, my mother died. I thought that i’d be fine when she passed but i can’t express in words how much id miss her. I went to counciling, i had therapy; nothing helped. No amount of “how are you feeling hon?” could bring my mama back. At night was when the thoughts would get bad, really bad. As soon as the sun had set and blackness eng...