That’s the gist of social anxiety to me: I love talking, if you get me going I’ll never stop, but even then, there’s a part of me that’s praying you’ll forget I’m there and do all the talking for me.
Ladies and Gents, Friends and Strangers, the cold days are here.
Hey everyone there won’t be a blog post from me this week because I am still feeling a bit drained. That and work has picked up so I have less free time to write, which is a good and bad thing. I’m also working…
I’m back, and ready to try this blogging thing again.
Before this summer, and the three English courses I took during it, I’d never given much thought to walking across the world. Yet, after reading Cheryl Strayed’s award winning book, “Wild,” walking is all I want to do.