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imperfect steps

imperfect steps

Each and every day I take slow and imperfect steps. I sometimes imagine what people think I know or who I am, because inside I feel like an organized mess, but yes a committed mess, and I think that is what makes a difference. Over the last two years I have become...

I’m only human

  I’m only human. What a defeatist cop-out. What a vicious and villainous way to make excuses. By blaming your misgivings and frustrations on the very thing that makes life beautiful. Our humanity. Look. I get it. I get the frustration. I get the disappointments....

the day God smiled back

  I have never worked harder in my life to pursue my dreams and there are several that I am sweating and constructing. I want to become a successful published author by becoming a member of the New York Times best sellers list, or something similar on our Canadian...

the school for the unlearned

  I’m thinking of starting my own school.  The School for The Unlearned.  I haven’t figure out all the details yet, like tuition costs, classroom size, syllabus, or any of the other non-essential concerns that help our young become indebted to banks and corporations...