What do I want to be when I grow up? It’s funny because I always thought I was a grown up, until recently. I’ve always marvelled and dreamed and turned those dreams into reality. I’ve gone out and done the hard yakka that was needed, I’d get up on days…
The fact I haven’t blogged in nearly a month is an accurate reflection of how I’ve been feeling as of late. Even though my writers block hasn’t really been cleared, I’m going to write anyway because I’m beginning to feel a writers equivalent to impotency. I want this post to…
