Cigarettes

He paid for me a dollar and pulled me out by the collar. His first touch was gentle, but the next made no promise. He passed me around amongst his friends and used me up till I was no more. They then pulled on another and rubbed me deep into the dirt. You ask of … Continue reading Cigarettes

The workout paradox

Did you go to bed last night thinking about how early you needed to wake up to squeeze a morning workout into your day? Only to barely open your eyes and re-evaluate all your life goals, determine sleep to be your own ally in this big bad world and struggle to reunite with sleep until … Continue reading The workout paradox