The last couple of weeks have been very difficult for me with my ongoing health saga. I've been reminded of the constant insurance battle I'm up against, and the fact that I'm not in control of my own

source Tiny Vibrations Think about the world around you. Everything is black and white. Oh, how it all makes sense. The child that lost its innocence - No one could forget that image. You obviously don’t

source I've been working in an accounting office since 2011, and over the past few years I've learned a lot about the U.S. tax system. Mainly, what I've learned is how incredibly stupid it is, how unfair

I've been very much missing-in-action lately on Steemit. It's mostly been unintended. I've been wrapped up in work and a couple of side-projects. This combined with my health and stamina issues have kept

Severe weather is a common occurrence in my home state of Alabama. Today, March 19th, 2018 just happens to be one of those days where the meteorologist have told us to expect it and be prepared for it;

What do you want to be when you grow up? My earliest recollection of answering this question was as a young child, maybe four or five-years-old, when I would spend a lot of time at my dad's small accounting

This is one of my favorite poems I've ever written. I don't actually know if this particular form has a name, but I've always called it an "image" poem. The concept was to write a poem about

GETTING LOST: THE TRUTH ABOUT RETAIL I don't understand why every store is different. This is a comment I used to get a lot when I worked for Dollar General years ago, and it was always used in the same

Last night I had a dream about a friend I haven't spoken to nor really thought about in quite some time. I won't go into the details of the dream other than the exchanges between myself and this person

Precipice Seas of fabric rustled in the wind beneath the giant structure as they were on a precipice. Frantic gallops in a distance - the beast cornered the herd on the edge of a precipice. Swarms of light

I'm sure my ambitions weren't so different than most when I first joined the Steemit community. I intended on posting daily, and if I didn't post, then I would make a concerted effort to comment and follow

I always have enjoyed photos on the sun rise. It's the perfect metaphor for light overcoming darkness, an embodiment of hope, and hope is something that we all desperately need in our lives sometimes.

This is my entry for "Haiku Contest #2: Bugs and Arachnids in Winter" being held by @dbooster. Here's the link to the original contest post: frozen threads the sun glistens down symmetry

How can one simply state the contents Of a mind full of dreams - to express That which is both known and unseen. If only I could make manifest The radiance, but sometimes… Will my brilliance never shine

I think one of the most difficult aspects of my health issues that I don't talk about is dealing with guilt, and so today I wanted to take a few minutes and get my thoughts out on how it's been a struggle

In My Dream Father said, “It would be a shame to not pursue your dreams,” with a strong and clear voice in my dream. I knew it was going to be a horrible day by the way it started – I fell off a cliff

It was January 2008, the last day of my Christmas break at home before I had to head back to school for the spring semester. Normally I was eager to get back, but this particular time it was the last thing

When I first got on SteemIt, I definitely planned on making at least one post per day, but unfortunately that hasn't panned out yet due to my health. The past week or so has been one of the most drastic

First off, I should probably say I don't "hate" the Patriots. At least, I don't hate them in the traditional sense. I, like most football fans am simply tired of seeing them winning year in and

Twice a week I go to physical therapy to receive treatment for my neck and shoulder. I've been doing this for the majority of the past 14 months (I had a 3 month break after a surgical procedure last April).