Don’t Worry, Be Happy…Right!
Last Wednesday night I was a nervous wreck. What the hell?
Last Wednesday night I was a nervous wreck. What the hell?
The following is an equation I can comprehend, but not necessarily solve.
Since childhood, I have had the Sunday Night Blues. Historically, what bummed me out was that school was the next day or the NY Giants had lost on Sunday.
I gave myself a timeout. By 9am I had finished writing, cleaned the house, walked the dogs so I decided to indulge in moi. I bundled up to brace […]
2am and I cannot sleep. This is become a pattern, involving an involuntary wake up call.
The Dynamic Duo teamed up to take a frigid New York City by storm.
Rough day. Everything went awry except my hair looked very good.