mumbling of an imbecile


My whole life I've wanted a mentor. For many they can be found in the respectable adults around them - parents, extended family, family friends, regular upstanding folk. I don't know, it just seems that they're there to be found. And yet, I never seemed to find one for me. Sometimes I think about how… Continue reading Mentors

memory lane

My First Memory

Five o’clock pm of July 26 was the time of my first breath in this world. It was 1991, and we were in northern Idaho. My first memories were not emblazoned upon my mind for years to come. We moved to the east coast when I was two years old, which didn’t leave much to… Continue reading My First Memory