I sit here, reflecting on what to write about, and I come to the realization that Steemit feels like entering an entry level job position. Think about when you started a job somewhere. You may have the

Once Upon A Sunrise Once upon a sunrise There lay a new struggle ahead A daily fight for our daily bread. Car is broke, Bank accounts a joke. Once upon a sunrise Everything so dirty Feel like it was yesterday,

The first time I stood up to my mother's abuser, I was 14. I remember all of us kids- 4 including me, who was the oldest, in the living room. Our cable bill had long ago been overdue and shut off, so we

I sat up,  gasping. I wasn’t waking up from a nightmare, or at least not one that I was aware of. It was more of a sudden snapping awake. I knew instinctively it was after 3am. I fished around my

I think many of us have had the frustrating experience of attempting to give a birthday gift to someone who "has it all". A frustrating conundrum in its own right of course- trying to find something

Today is day 3 for me on Steemit. Its been a lovely experience so far... the variety of topics that I have been exposed to across the board have been awesome. I've read articles from art, to people's journeys

I find it interesting how we have grown to dispise Mondays. Consider this- if we read memes and friends posting about how much they aren't looking forward to Monday, how they can't wait for it to be over

Hello community! This is as much an introduction, as it is a test run, as it is a bit of introspection.  I actually have no idea how I found Steemit. Well, I do, but it was a random chain of events..