ACageyMind

Grass isn’t always greener

I started smoking pot (and cigarettes and drinking and trying other drugs) when I was 12.

I grew up without an enduring male role model.

Years ago someone asked me, What makes you, you?

You’ve been through life without a scar…

My childhood memories of Thanksgiving seem to be shrouded and stored in some faraway locker in my mind.

I love to journal, but time isn’t always available.

According to my pill box, it’s Wednesday. I hit snooze.

Life is very good…