No more snoozing. No more staring at the ceiling.
Nerves
I have flown before. I have been on a plane more than once. What's different this time? I am flying by myself. I am not the minor with the attendants directing me. I am not the minor accompanying seasoned flyers through the airport. No. I am doing this on my own. Needless to say, my…
passing words from others
You are overworked. Thank you, Captain Obvious. Of this, I am aware. But I must overwork myself. It is who I am. You have no life. I know this. And embrace it. You can not comprehend it. I must work. I must work. You do not get it. You are going to have an impact…
A Battle to Get Ready
I haul my sorry self from my makeshift bed every day. My feet guide me through my apartment. The sleep is still clinging to my eyes, and the bags display the lack of genuine rest. The river of hair I possess is wild. I battle the demons that stroll around casually. Ignore their whispers. The…
Chandy Grace 