Comfortable In My Skin
This month, I turned another year awesome (never older, just awesome.) What does it mean to be 39 years old? To be honest, I have no idea. Most people my age, are married, divorced, shacked up, whatever. Some are with kids, some without. Some are drowning themselves in booze, pills, porn, whatever that “happiness” fix is for them. But for me…39 is just a number. … Continue reading Comfortable In My Skin