Small Town, USA: I Owe You An Apology

I never felt comfortable in my home town. It never quite felt like home. My skin would crawl when I had been there too long, and my heart seemed to ache for all the places I had never been... but never for home. As a teenager, I was terrified of getting trapped in my small…

Difference and Oneness

I called my best friend a few nights ago to discuss a few different things. New Year's, new boys, new dreams, new ideas. I scurried into my bathroom, closed the door, and sat on the floor just like Mama taught me to. It's my safe place. Always.I asked if I could run a few ideas…