I have always had a soft spot in my heart for the stylings of Sailor Jerry, and the iconic symbolism his work embodied. A sparrow — which is on the back of my right shoulder — was a symbol of returning home. A symbol sported by soldiers, who’d recently received much awaited “home orders.”
A inaudible ringing of a boxing bell and reminds me of the ones I had been highly addicted to for nearly a year. At the
When this began I didn’t know what an “influencer” was. The meanings of “follow,” “like,” and “hashtag,” weren’t part of my vernacular and 2 p.m.
I believe in magic. Not the way I did when my love for Disney prompted be to permanently print a the enterprise’s prized possession— Mickey
It’s been over a month since my last real blog. Whether it was self-judgement, time management or personal conflicts in the way… there’s no excuse