There goes the alarm. Another day starts without finishing my dream. As I lay in bed dazed from the light of my alarm clock, trying to figure out what I was dreaming, a thought comes to me that jolts me

While walking through a garden I bent down to fill my nose with the beautiful smell of a rose. Only to pull away swiftly when I saw the more beautiful spider that had come before me. I will smell the rose

Last week I quit my job from a fortune 15 company. I cannot give you the name of this company, but I can say that having a routine of wake-up, work for 11-15 hours, eat, sleep, and repeat was and still