Why I should probably be dead. Tales of “Crash n’ Burns”

5 years old I was playing Chop, chop, TIMBER! on my parents bed. As I trust fell backwards over and over again, I didn't realize how close I was to the headboard on the bed. The last time was a doozy and I cracked my head and neck on the edge of that wooden piece … Continue reading Why I should probably be dead. Tales of “Crash n’ Burns”

Finally, summer!

Like a long winter that might make you question why you live in such a state, then casually strolls in summer, just in time to remind you it's not so bad.