Forgive me for being myself…

My friends often make this joke with me that I’m dead on the inside. I normally don’t evoke a major response when unfortunate situations occur, reality is, my brain is churning and my heart is pumping. I was raised by immigrant parents in a lower class community, things were not easy growing up, and I have…

Where did all the corded phones go?

Back in the 90’s, I remember being on the phone with my childhood friend all the time. I sat right next to our corded phone for hours, chatting away with no worries in life. Wireless home phones were the best, I could sit at the couch and chatter away. Today, I sit in front of…

The Beginning

It’s currently mid-end November in Los Angeles. We had our “first” rain on Sunday. Although the weather is always lovely, this time of the year, when it begins to get cold and chilly, I can’t help but feel a bit emotional. Holidays are coming up, family will be in town. I am a 29 y/o…