Here's my Christmas Eve note/post that I'll be doing for the holidays that will be some random rambles about what I'm doing for Eve and Christmas. Enjoy.

Just another note/post about what to expect from me when the holidays come, so please bare with me everyone.

Just another seasonal rant/post about why I've been slower this time around in getting out my notes.

In a update tonight after tv there was no longer a debate or upset to what is happening. Just between friends though wouldn't be the case.

Just a short note about my small countdown to Christmas Eve and Christmas itself. I couldn't do a full month this time due to mental stuff.

The Space Between is a stream about the moments we usually scroll past—the quiet thoughts, unfinished ideas, and pauses that don’t have a headline but somehow mean everything. There’s no agenda here. No hype. Just reflection, honesty, and the freedom to exist without performing. If you’ve ever felt like your mind was loud in a silent room, this space is for you.

Topic about CODA Kiddo life. Where Deaf mama is sometimes amazed by daughter or frustration. She's best kid ever.

A woman grieves over a lost companion who left them. The friend did not notice what hit them until the very end.

The couple was very cool to me to let me take a picture of the cop, giving their pretty little fur baby a cookie of some kind.

A short story for you to read! This story is about the first snow of winter. I hope you enjoy it!!:)

Just a small little rant about me and my feelings on the upcoming Christmas Eve this year. If you'd like more, don't hesitate to ask!

The Law of Ending It isn't just about breakups. It is about things that are generally over due. Maybe you have a not so great friend? Maybe you've been putting off exercise? The Law of Ending It is about these cycles we get into as people and how it is healthier to learn when to walk away instead of sinking deeper into the cycle we call "stability" and "comfort."

My first Note of my first Stream on Notd. Very much a day in the life type of blog that I am trying to monetize and have been for a couple of years or so now. I just talk about what happens in my days and how I feel about it. Can be venting, positive things, or anything in between.

This piece reflects me coming back to writing and sorting through some heavier emotions. It’s about starting over, facing what’s changed, and letting the darker parts show.

See, folks down here like to pretend names are harmless things. Something you stitch on a birth certificate and forget about. But they ain’t. Names carry ghosts. They remember every version of you the world tried to smother. They remember what you survived. They remember the promises you broke to yourself just to keep somebody else warm.

I carried your buckets because I knew the weight of water, the cruel infinity of oceans. But I never learned to build a dam.

Hello I need help over here in this area with these annoying evel bad kids an people.im stuck in this place.

Just a little rant about my struggles with Writer's Block, and what to expect when it comes to my writing.

The portal is open, Sparkkeepers — and today we’re celebrating two big launches in the Dreamspace Studio.

The portal is open, Sparkkeepers — and today we’re celebrating two big launches in the Dreamspace Studio.