humanity
The real lives of businessmen, professionals, the everyday man, stay at home parent, healthy lifestyle influencers, and general feel good human stories.
Encounters With the Wind
I distinctly remember a blustery winter day when I was a boy and the wind, according to the radio reports, was gusting to seventy miles per hour. It was exhilarating fun to be out in it, out away from the house and trees, out in a field, and leaning into the wind's dynamic power, balancing at rakish angles with my arms spread, in a small way defying gravity.
By Larry Berger4 years ago in Journal
The stories of 21 people who went from rags to riches will inspire you. — part 2
Before writing the Harry Potter novels, J.K. Rowling was a single mother trying to make ends meet. J.K. Rowling was a single mother struggling to pay her rent before she had the inspiration for “Harry Potter” in a dream.
By Cosmin Child4 years ago in Journal
What is a Good Book?
Reading is a popular hobby of many people around the world. Anyone who loves reading will most certainly enjoy a great book. Many people always want to know the answer to the age-old question, “what is a great book?” A great book is a book that draws the reader in from the beginning, a book that is relatable to the reader and a book that doesn’t leave the reader hanging.
By Miranda Monahan4 years ago in Journal
Happiness is the road
Happiness is the road is Marillion's 15 studio album. released as two separated albums. I bought “Essence” and “The hard shoulder” back in 2008. At first listen, it was just ok. By any chance, do you remember Guns and Roses “Use your illusion” Vol. I and Vol. II? To my ears, “Happiness is the road” was something similar, good sparse songs but not enough for a double album.
By Giovanni Profeta4 years ago in Journal
A Shadow Among Shadows
There is stout loneliness, even amongst the most trodden of places. It can be found in the passing on of images not quite distant; it reigns in the reflection that passes similarly as far; it flounders in the depths of memory, where no feet ever tread, but have only trodden; it makes its home in the ignorance of loss, where possessed tangential elements comfort and coddle even under the blackest clouds of night.
By Ad-Libbing With The Z-Man4 years ago in Journal
Letter to my 5-year-old self
Dear 5-year-old me, Well, this is it. It’s September and you’re starting Kindergarten. You’re going to learn so much. You’re going to make some friends. You might not like everyone. But that’s ok. You don’t have to like everyone. But just remember, not everyone will like you. And that’s ok too. You’ll meet some people who will become lifelong friends, no matter how far away from each other you may live as adults. There will be people who you may never see again after this year. That’s ok too.
By Pamela Dirr4 years ago in Journal
