It was the spring of 1998. I was in first grade, old enough to know better about the dangers of jumping off the furniture, yet young enough to find it far too thrilling an experience that it was worth taking the risk. I’d pulled the two square cushions out of my dad’s basement chair and … Continue reading
I’m an introvert. Yet, when I was younger, I can honestly say that I was much more full of confidence than I am now. I was more of a happy-go-lucky leader. I was more rambunctious, carefree and bold, and I’ll admit that I’ve lost those qualities along the way due to doubts, insecurities, self-esteem issues, … Continue reading
Meticulous Musings 