Hi. I have been writing since I was a kid. After college, I published a poem called "Dark Heaven" in a book titled The Colors of Life. I love writing short stories, poems and more. I enjoy art, meditation, traveling, and martial arts.
DAY 2 So far, this is my second day in this enormous cabin in Bushkill, Pennsylvania. I am fortunate that the owner, Mr. Owens who is a retired detective, is letting me rent out a room here even though my credit is horrible. My bedroom is very spacious. The environment is great. The serenity is what I need when I write my stories. Hopefully, people will know the name David Mills. I am 24. Maybe I will be a best-selling author before I turn 30.
I grew up trying to be a giver rather than a receiver. When I was raised by two parents who taught me generosity, I could not help passing that same act of kindness to others including strangers. I did not mind so much giving more than receiving. I was content with giving money to the homeless. One time, I actually gave money and food to a homeless man in San Diego. He appeared to be in his 50’s, and the poor man was sleeping at a bus stop. He was in tears when I approached him with a bag of goodies and cash. However, you must be careful with scam artists who pose as panhandlers only to ride home in their luxury vehicles and to their half million-dollar homes.
On the second level of my home, there is a room that I enjoy spending some quality time in. Even though the room is very small, I consider this room incredibly special to me. It is a Thai temple inspired room which was set up with love and tenderness, thanks to my mother. This amazing room is literally one of the corner rooms of the house. I call it the Buddha Room.
Tuesday – January 5, 2021 Moving forward, I need to always remind myself to never go anywhere on New Year’s Eve. I knew I should have remained home and celebrated alone. I did not think that I was going to run into someone from my past. No, I am not talking about Dr. Xavier Clarke. I am praying that I will never see him again. This was someone else.
Her heart pounds so hard. She learns to smile at the sun. Eternal thoughts of him. She knows she found the one. The connection is indestructible
Wednesday – December 30, 2020 These nightmares will not go away. I feel I tried almost everything to get rid of them. I tried to ignore my cryptic past. I tried to binge-watch comedies and romance. I tried to read uplifting books. I tried to listen to classical music. I tried to meditate. I tried to paint beautiful artwork. I tried to do fun things. But they do not seem to work. These nightmares get more darker and more intense. I thought as years go by, the nightmares would subside. But I am wrong…
Saturday - October 24, 2020 Seven days until Halloween. The only time of the year to be something different. A different person, species, thing. Whatever you want. It’s usually fun or scary or maybe both. In my case, it’s always scary.
She is very tired, But she is holding on. Did not reach her goals. Her faith is almost gone. Always full of dreams