I have a work in progress.
There is work in progress.
I am a work in progress.
I hope to post more Vocal stories than IG stories.
We’ll see how it goes.
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An Autodidact’s Dream
I fall in madly love with learning a new foreign language every few months. I’ll seek out movies, television shows, and music in my desired language. I’ll hungrily consume online content. I’ll luxuriate in those new sounds and indulge in the feeling of how the words roll off my tongue. Then, inevitably, I’ll want a break.
International Soundtrack for Daydreamers
I don't meditate. I've tried but the process usually irritates me. As soon as I sit down and press play on my meditation app, my ponytail suddenly becomes too tight, my nose itches, and that mysterious pain in my knee returns.
The Hunt for Old/New Jack Ryan
A few years ago, it wasn't unusual for my cell phone to vibrate in the middle of the night with angry texts saying, "Damn you, b****!" or "I can't f***ing believe you did this to me!" The texts were from my very good friends and it was all because of a television show.
It's All Fun and Games Until Someone Whips Out a Garrote
Where do super-duper special agents go when their careers are over? If you watch enough cable television, you'd think that they end up in tourist cities like Miami, Florida or Cebu, Philippines. Apparently, all spies retire to the tropics.
Sex and Being Bold
When a woman is hanging out with her squad, there's a very high likelihood that she's going to be talking about sex. If your girlfriend or wife is with her girlfriends, don't worry, it's unlikely that your lady is giving details on the down and dirty. Actually, I take that back. She may be doing just that.
Do You Know How Fast You Were Going, Ma'am?
Kate isn't a bad driver. She really isn't. I just don't like being in a car with her if she's driving because of a bad experience a few years ago.
The 15 Hour Adoption
I never wanted a pet. Sure, they were cute and I liked to give a passing scratch on the head to a dog or cat but I never wanted to own a pet. Not until my brother got a dog. After dog-sitting that little guy, I understood why little boys and girls would cry when their parents would give them a puppy for their birthday.
Hey Queen — Hold on to your crown because this letter is not what you're expecting. It’s a love letter. No, not that kind.