Today marks the 20th death anniversary of my father. I suppose now is a good time to look back at life.
My last day of work in Azeus has been marred by what I would refer to as the L Fiasco.
Sometimes, I feel like I’m getting nowhere because I’m not really going anywhere…
I have a dream… And apparently it is to write.
As a kid, I’ve never been comfortable with how I look. This has stayed true as I grew up. Somehow though, I suddenly find myself getting comfortable this late into the game.
I never really give 100% in anything I do. I think deep inside it’s an escape mechanism against failure. Since I never gave my all, I could always say it would have been a different story had I done so.