Stuck in a roundabout of stupidity…

Stuck in a roundabout of stupidity…

Stuck in a roundabout of stupidity… What a strange sign. I’ve seen the category a thousand times in every bookstore but this weekend it struck me as odd.  So here is the basic idea: 1. I realize I’m messed up (good) 2. I then grasp that I need help (excellent) 3. I...
OMG…RUN!

OMG…RUN!

OMG…RUN! “Line of Compromise”  We’re just friends… It’s only coffee… I’ll only look once… We all know the line of compromise.  We see it first in the hazy distance.  Safe distance.  But it tempts us. We draw closer. I deserve this… It’s only texting… I’ll stop after...