Pages keep turning. Every light of a cigarette. Every drop of vodka at the bottom of a glass. Slipping over ice precariously yet...

This year. I ended my marriage. My entire world crumbled around me. I found myself looking around lost. I didn't know where to go. My...

I found myself staring into something terrifying today. At the bottom of the barrel. Scraping the fragments of my dating pool on a free...

Two shattered goodbyes later where the word was never really said. Piles of boxes by the door, a strong drink and a cigarette, A yearning...

I want to run until wildflowers meet the horizon, a mere silhouette, shaking hands, terrified of starting over out where gypsies roam,...