"Do you ever dream of Candy Coated Rain Drops?" I used to hear this song in my head night and day, I used to hear a lot of songs in my head, every day, every night. With those songs I would write stories, poems, and it was fun for awhile. Until I realized my stories…
Hard Truth
Crazy Rich Asians, Crazy Loud Mouth Brown Girl…Not So Far Apart.
This post is dedicated to Desi, who made my ENTIRE day by starting my morning off telling me they would totally jump into a car with me at 4 am even though we've never had a proper convo. Tonight, for the second time I watched Crazy Rich Asians...and for the first time it struck me…
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In the name of the Father, The Son and The Holy Spirit
Just before the end of 2018, I spent four days in the Surrey Memorial Hospital, not because I am insane or crazy, but because I genuinely needed to speak with a psychiatrist about the things that I have experienced over the last twenty-four years. When the nurse would hand out medications, she always said "these…
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