An Open Letter To Sleep: I miss you. No, really, I miss you a lot. I miss drifting off to sleep at a normal hour […]
No, make that 2016. January 4th? I don’t even know what day it is/was/going to be. Here is what I do know to be true. […]
the size of my intergalatic-plantetary ass? It’s large and in charge. The boot made me eat all of the food in Texas. Ya, that’s the […]
I resolve to be more present in life, and put down the mother effing phone more.