“You know why God is a man?
Because if God were a woman she would have made sperm taste like chocolate,”
Carrie Snow

• On average, the entire human clitoris (inner and outer) is the same size as the human penis
• Erotophobia is the fear of sexual love, sexual discussion or sexual questions
• Even if disconnected the gonads of an armadillo remain active
• The more physically attractive the woman in university, the less likely she’ll be happy 25 years later
• Horst Schultz once ejaculated at a velocity of 75 kilometres an hour to a distance of 5.6 metres

“Telling lies is a fault in a boy, an art in a lover, an accomplishment in a bachelor,
and second nature in a married man”
Helen Rowland

• Heterophobia is the fear of the opposite sex
• When a man and a woman meet as strangers, it is always the woman who decides whether or not they will speak to each other
• Approximately 1.5 million sexually explicit magazines are sold in Australia each month
• Having a headache is a terrible excuse for having sex – as a female orgasm is a powerful painkiller due to the release of endorphins
• Erotodromomania is the obsessive impulse to travel to escape difficult sexual situations

“It is the plain women who know about love.
The beautiful women are too busy being fascinating,”
Katherine Hepburn

• People who enjoy chewing ice have a higher than normal sex drive
• A pig’s orgasm lasts for thirty minutes
• It is less likely for a man to love two women at the same time than is a woman to love two men at the same time
• In ancient Anglo-Saxon times a husband was allowed to divorce his wife if she was too passionate
• A man’s beard grows minutely faster when he anticipates sex

“Civilised people cannot fully satisfy their sexual instinct without love,”
Bertrand Russell

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Clava Cairns (2000)

It may not be the most impressive image I’ve ever taken but it is certainly one of the most memorable of my collection, for it is the first image I developed in a dark room facility from film to final image. The first step, of removing the film from the camera, was something that always frustrated me but once I reached the point of working with the developed negatives in the darkened space it became quite relaxing. Whether it was the smell of the chemicals or the control you have over the image there is little more exciting than watching the image come to life on the crisp white photograph paper. Whilst developing, I needed to burn in the sky otherwise it would have been a small patch of white lacking the detail in the clouds I desired. It didn’t work as well as I’d hoped, but for a first try, I was rather proud of myself.
The Clava Cairns are a Neolithic burial site several miles east of Inverness in the Highlands of Scotland. They have long been one of my favourite locations for photography, and the atmosphere at the site is just as relaxing and peaceful as being in a darkroom.

Light Abstract #4 (2005)
It had been a long and stressful year at my job and I needed a break, so I hopped on a train and journeyed to the beautiful town of Port Fairy in South West Victoria. This town has always been a favourite place of mine, and in order to de-stress my mind I threw myself into taking a variety of photographs of the area.
The decision to delve into abstract interpretations of light was a spontaneous decision after another image I was taking failed in my intention by inspired experimentation. I took several photos that night, some worked, some were epic fails, but this image has remained my favourite of that evening.
I didn’t want light trails across the whole image but rather a deep sea of blue to partly reflect the calmness of the ocean which surrounds Port Fairy. As for the light trails I was attempting to localize them into the centre of the image so I had a second block of solid colour to counter the blue I was aiming for. The light trails are not as symmetrical as I was hoping but when I saw the final image was happy with the balance between colours

| WHAT IS PTSD? | WHAT ARE THE SYMPTOMS? | WHAT CAN BE DONE? |
| MY EXPERIENCES WITH PTSD| DOES PTSD ACTUALLY EXIST? | FURTHER READING |

There are some in the medical community who believe that PTSD doesn’t exist but has merely medicalized the inevitable tragedies which occur throughout one’s life. This leads to treatment considered unnecessary and encourages the notion that people act like victims. Whereas there are others in the medical community who believe that the psychological consequences of the tragedies we experience force long lasting debilitation onto certain individuals, which has been named PTSD.

What is PTSD?

PTSD is short for Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Certain events in our life are so traumatic they create high levels of stress and concern, especially events where an individual is put in danger or distress, quite often involving the possible loss of life. These events vary from person to person and can include: serious accidents, assault, terrorist attacks, natural disasters, torture, being diagnosed with life-threatening illnesses, rape and warfare. These events make an individual feel highly vulnerable and focus in on their sense of security and wellbeing. There is also a greater likelihood of developing PTSD if you have little social support or friendship due to the internalisation of the problems and emotions you are feeling.

After such an event some people will be able to resume normal day to day living after dealing with the incident in their own way. Others however find dealing with the event difficult and over time begin to develop the symptoms of PTSD. In Europe, PTSD is usually only diagnosed after the symptoms have been present for at least six months. Whereas in the US, only one month needs to have passed before PTSD will be diagnosed.

We all experience stress and tragedy through our lives, so it is not hard to see why some people believe PTSD to be nothing more than the individual’s inability to deal with the knocks we can all expect to occur. However, from people that I have spoken to over the years, those who have expressed this opinion seem to be the people who have never had their lives put in danger.

What are the symptoms?

There are three main types of symptoms present with PTSD:

1. Flashbacks and Nightmares
   These are generally so realistic it feels you are reliving the experience over and over again. It is not just the emotions which you feel but also the physical sensations of the event, which can include: fear, sounds, pain, smells and sweating.
2. Avoidance
   Re-living the event can be so traumatic for some they will do whatever they can to avoid it. They will throw themselves into work or avoid objects, places and people which will remind them of the event. They will submerse themselves into hobbies and past-times, lose themselves in puzzles or crosswords and do whatever possible to not talk about the event to anyone.
3. Being on Guard
   This is called hypervigilance; constantly keeping your body in alert mode so you are perpetually on the lookout for danger. Relaxation is impossible, anxiety takes over your body and sleep becomes rare.

There are also other physical and mental symptoms often present, including:

• Diarrhoea
• Headaches
• Panic and Anxiety, often in the form of panic attacks
• Using drugs and/or alcohol to numb the pain
• Irregular heartbeats
• Muscular aches and pain

What can be done?

As with all mental illnesses, medication should not be the only course of treatment. Medication for PTSD can range from anti-depressants through to mild anti-psychotics or sleeping tablets. However, the best course of treatment for PTSD in particular is talking therapy. This can range from educating yourself on the effects and reactions to trauma to a longer course of treatment such as CBT (Cognitive Behavioural Therapy) or therapy.

Overcoming PTSD can take many years, especially if treatment is sought through a psychologist or counsellor. The only way to deal with the issue is to face it head on, and this talking therapy will open up a succession of old wounds which will force you to re-live the event which caused the PTSD to begin with. Therefore once this treatment has begun it will need to be followed through to the end, otherwise the wound will remain open which could cause even greater problems in the long run.

If you know someone who suffers from PTSD (or you suspect suffers from PTSD) there are a number of things which you should and should not do, these include:

1. Allow the survivor to talk about the trauma at their own pace. Once they are talking DON’T interrupt their flow or interject with your own experiences as this may cause them to close up and DON’T minimise what they have experienced with statements such as “c’mon, it’s not that bad,” or “it could have been much worse,”
2. Keep an eye out for anger, depression, lack of interest, changes in behaviour (such as lateness, poor performance)
3. DON’T tell them that you know how they feel – chances are you have NO idea how they feel!
4. DON’T tell them they’re lucky to be alive
5. DON’T tell them to “pull themselves together” or “cheer up” as this will create only anger

My Experiences with PTSD

I was told by a psychologist yesterday that in order for me to deal with the PTSD I would require an extensive period of psychological treatment which could last anywhere from twelve to eighteen months. Fine if you can afford it! But as I’ve also been told, I’m not well enough to work at the moment so I don’t quite see how this will happen.

The problem lies in that it is no longer just a case of dealing with the events which prompted the PTSD to begin with. The events of the last twelve months have been feeding into the existing PTSD and as such have thrown up a whole new bunch of issues to deal with. If I had dealt with them three years ago things may not have become this bad, but as my social and financial situation at the time was strained to say the least this wasn’t an option. After all, society deems men must keep their problems to themselves and pretend nothing is wrong in order for us to be accepted and treated as individuals. As I’ve said before, is it any wonder that so many men end up committing suicide with a societal view such as this?

The loneliness and isolation I have experienced over the last three years has amplified the flashbacks, hallucinations and nightmares I experience. Sleeping rough without safe and secure housing has only thrown its own problems into the mix, further adding to a state where avoidance is impossible. What else can you do when sleeping rough but think? Due to my social and financial situation, there is nothing I can do in order to avoid the thoughts my mind plagues me with. There are none of the things other people take for granted; no random conversations or nights out with friends, no cinema excursions, few avenues for hobbies to be indulged and even my tried and true way of blocking out the voices – my music – went the way of the dodo many months ago.

These days it is just my mind, the events and me.

I was told yesterday that I should also consider some medication for the PTSD – in addition to the bipolar medication I am supposed to be taking. This would – as mentioned above – only be a short term way to cope with the symptoms without dealing with the major issues at hand.

So how has PTSD affected me?

Over the last few years the following have been recurring issues and symptoms:

• Nightmares
  On the occasions where I am able to get some sleep I will frequently dream of the events of that year. I will often find myself waking up drenched in sweat and having heart palpitations. The nightmares are vivid and detailed, often jam packed with smells, sounds and other special effects usually seen in 3D cinema screens. Always such a fun way to start the day! These dreams have been occurring since mid 2007, but notched up a gear a year later in mid 2008 when a considerable portion of the memories were drenched up by my psyche.
• Avoidance
  Whenever possible I avoid everything I can from that period because even the most inane of things trigger flashbacks to that time period. Examples include but are not limited to: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Gin, Gridlock, Writing, Adelaide, Fitzroy, books or movies which include the word alchemy in the title (!), lavender body gel, Carlton, Lnyx deodorant and specific people and places.
• Flashbacks
  These have increased in severity and frequency since becoming homeless and having nothing to focus on in terms of pleasure. They run along similar lines to the nightmares I describe above and are often triggered by exposure to the things I attempt to avoid. When I was living briefly in Preston last year I attempted to return to Brunswick Street, my favourite street in Melbourne, but suffered crippling flashbacks which brought on a panic attack.
• Hypervigilence
  Whenever I am walking around outside I am continuously monitoring what is going on around me. Since being homeless I have been attacked both verbally and physically which, aside from being painful as a one off incident, feed into the ongoing issues developed since 2007 and amplify the anxiety and triggers. I have been known to take alternate routes to my destination if I see people who bear a resemblance to those from my events, sometimes a great distance out of my way. The most recent attack, a few weeks ago, saw me avoid the city for several days for fear of a repeated incident.
• Social
  The PTSD and associated anxiety issues have made it even harder for me to communicate with people than it was when it was merely the social anxiety I was fighting. It has forged in me an inherent distrust of people to the point that even trivial things such as Facebook status updates, emails and discussion boards are becoming increasingly more difficult for me to deal with. The less said about my distrust of women the better!
• Employment
  This distrust of people in addition to the ongoing flashbacks and hallucinations – coupled with the mood swings of bipolar – has made focussing on anything for any elongated period of time difficult, to the point of being impossible. Even in the long term my career prospects have been affected. Since writing my blog I have developed an increased interest in psychology but will never be able to become a practising psychologist due to my mental illnesses, my dreams of being a writer has been quashed due to my inability to focus and write coherently whilst lack of equipment and possibilities has affected my other dream of becoming a photographer.

The conversation I had yesterday, along with many I’ve had with myself over the last several months, made me realise that – aside from the odd psychiatrist – I have never had a face to face conversation about the events of that year. Most people find it easier to cope with traumatic events by talking about it with friends or family, but how do you do this when you don’t have any? I said above that social support can be highly beneficial in dealing with PTSD and I have spoken at length in the past about how social relationships and friendships benefit anyone with a mental health condition. This is why I would recommend to others trying to cope with traumatic events, mental illness and/or PTSD to talk about it whenever necessary with someone that you trust. Leaving it as long as I have has caused substantial damage which could have been avoided had I talked about how I was feeling at the time.

Does PTSD actually exist?

I think it is fairly safe for you all to assume that I am not one of those individuals who believe that PTSD doesn’t exist. The events which occurred in 2007 have cast a debilitating shadow across all areas of my life; from employment to social to day-to-day living, even to the point of further complicating the stabilisation of my existing health concerns.

I actually take umbrage to people who believe that those who suffer from PTSD are merely unable or ill equipped to deal with life. It paints them as malingering whingers who are somehow weaker than those who can carry on with no ill effects. The human mind is an immensely complicated organ and each is unique; what someone believes traumatic others may believe trivial.

Over the years, primarily through writing my blog, I have offered support and friendship to people who were; victims of child abuse, stabbed, emotionally abused, beaten or sexually assaulted. People who have been in earthquakes and tropical storms to those who have been car jacked and held at knife point. They all suffered from, at the least, severe depression and anxiety but not all developed PTSD. It quickly became apparent to me that those who were coping better were the ones who had a strong support network. Those that didn’t struggled, and in some circumstances, chose to end their life.

In the end it doesn’t matter whether PTSD exists as a real mental condition or not. What matters is that some people struggle to cope with traumatic events and more needs to be done both socially and in the medical community to help these people develop the strategies they require to move on with their life.

Further Reading

For more information on PTSD, have a look out for:

Overcoming Traumatic Stress: A Self Help Guide Using Cognitive-Behavioural Techniques by Claudia Herbert and Ann Wetmore
Coping with Post Traumatic Stress by Frank Parkinson
Kicking the Fear Habit by Manuel J Smith
What So You Say After You Say Hello? by Eric Berne
Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder Sourcebook by Glenn R. Schiraldi
The Body Remembers Casebook: Unifying Methods and Models in the Treatment of Trauma and PTSD by Babette Rothschild
Trauma: A Practitioner’s Guide to Counselling by Thom Spiers

Dacryphilia…
They say women aren’t attracted to a man who cries; however, if you’re a dacryphile you wouldn’t be able to contain yourself if your partner started blubbing as this is sexual arousal by the tears of a partner.

Pseudozoophilia…
So your partner calls you their little unicorn, maybe this is them dropping a hint as to what they really want you to do in bed. Pseudozoophilia is the sexual arousal from fantasy animals. So crack out your Yeti costume and dust off that unicorn horn for some real life fantasy.

Arachnephilia…
As the name suggests arachnephilia is obtaining arousal from sexual acts involving spiders. So instead of hurling your boot at the Huntsman, capture and pull it out for an evening of naughty fun by letting it take a stroll over your partners face, bottom or genitils – you could be giving them the time of their life!

Melissophilia…
So, spiders aren’t doing it for you? Well head down to your local hive and capture a few of those bees. Whilst on this one, did you know that bee stings can increase the size of an erection as well extend the duration of an orgasm?

Formicophilia…
Much like the above two, but this time ants are your thing – reminds me of one of my favourite advertisements…sick ‘em Rex!

Maieusiophilia…
Simple really, this one is the erotic attraction toward pregnant women. I would be willing to say a large proportion of men are maieusiophiles given that there is very little that is more beautiful in this world than a pregnant woman.

Statuophilia…
Perhaps the makers of the classic 80s rom-com were secretly statuophiles, given that it is erotic arousal from statues or mannequins. So the next time you see someone have a wee fondle at the statue in the park or linger longer at the mannequins in the shop window, chances are they are statuophiles.

Pseudonecrophilia…
Plenty of us have heard of necrophilia, but have you ever heard of this one? Where necrophiles deride arousal from dead bodies, a pseudonecrophile derides their sexual pleasure from having a partner pretend to be dead. So the next time you’re doing the dirty with your partner and they’re lying there motionless and unresponsive they may just be testing to see if you’re a pseudonecrophiliac.

Emetopholia…
Hmmm, what to say about this one. Emetopholia is the sexual arousal from vomit or saliva. Emetophiles will gorge on vast quantities of food before vomiting onto their partner, either that or spitting on them. The latter I could handle, not so sure about the former.

Melcryptovestimentaphilia…
With a name as long as that you’d think this would be utterly bizarre in every respect, however, it is merely the erotic attraction to black underwear.

So c’mon, it’s time to cough up and be honest…do any of these float your boat or do you have another weird and exciting paraphilia not covered here?

My opinion on Tony Abbott is well known in some circles but in case you’re not part of those circles; the man is a genius! His views demand respect, admiration and support from the nation as a whole.

The stuff of nightmares

And if you believe that you really don’t know me at all. I can honestly say that in the entire history of the world there has never been a politician that creates more anger and frustration in me than Tony Abbott, and that includes the former holder of this honour; Mr Howard.

This particular story initially thrilled me. Fuelling me with high expectation and then let me down with such disappointment it can only be likened to coming so close to orgasm and then having your partner fail you at the critical moment.

Basically, with the ridiculous (yet obvious) comparison to Harold Holt, Tony Abbott went for an exploratory trip in Central Australia. He was about 350km west of Alice Springs when his guide went walkabout and left him sitting in the desert for a couple of hours. Then his guide returned and they quad biked back to the safety and luxury of the resort in which they were staying, granted a couple of the quad bikes failed on the return trip, but that was the extent of the drama.

What I loved about the story is why his guide went walkabout – apparently he was in search of pitchuri, a bush narcotic! Presumably because to spend any time in the company of the alternative prime minister you require whatever narcotics you can get your hands on!

Read the original article here…

Why Women dislike Lara…

Whenever I read a Susie O’Brien opinion piece there is always mention of something which happened in January. It’s getting boring! She has even started admitting it herself:

“I had promised myself never to write about this again, but in this case it’s hard to avoid. Most readers are probably rightly bored by the fact that I dropped my dress to make a point about body image in January…”

Yep, we are bored. You posed naked, well done, so did 5000 people in Sydney this week but you don’t see them harping on about it! Anyway, this niggle aside, the article was yet another piece on the hot news of the week.

Footballer Brendan Fevola had an affair with model Lara Bingle several years ago, during which he snapped a non-consensual photograph of her in the shower. This photograph has done the rounds of footballers over the last few years and has now hit the nationwide press courtesy of the hard hitting magazine Woman’s Day, and all hell has broken loose – once again thrusting Australia into discussion about the representation and treatment of women by men. However, with vast swathes of the public failing to notice that it was a female editor who printed the photograph in Woman’s Day; with other news outlets run by men sitting on the photograph for months. So in my opinion this story seems to have become just as much about how women treat and view each other as well as how they are treated by men.

This opinion piece in particular has some truly wonderful generalisations:

“I know she represents the victory of the vacuous over the substantial…”

“I know she represents everything that Melbournians hate about Sydneysiders…”

“And I know she is every married woman’s worst secret nightmare…”

C’MON! You’re painting her into the antichrist! The vacuous Beelzebub of Sydneyside who invades the nightmares of every married woman in Australia on a nightly basis!

“Most women hate Bingle for being younger and more beautiful than they are. And this makes her a threat. What chance would we stand if she turned her baby-blues on our husbands?”

It’s not exactly saying much about men and women in Australia is it? Do women have so little trust in their husbands/partners – and so little belief or worth in themselves – that they lie awake at night scared that Lara Bingle is going to seduce their husbands? It’s ridiculous to HATE someone because they are younger and more beautiful than you are; in all honesty it’s ridiculous to hate someone period. Especially in this instance, when most people would never have met Lara Bingle.

In the same newspaper a poll was conducted which asked “Do you feel sorry for Lara Bingle?” The poll received 14,685 votes and resulted in nearly 11,000 people saying no, they do not feel sorry for Lara Bingle.

Why not?

A non-consensual photograph was taken of her in a compromising position, she had no control over the image, no say in its distribution and it was published without her consent. Even the media outlets condemning the publishing of the photograph have hypocritically published it alongside their articles.

Does this mean if it happened to you, you wouldn’t expect people to feel sorry for you?

I have compromising photographs of all of my previous ex girlfriends, all of them (by the way) taken consensually. Never in a hundred million years would I ever think about showing these photographs to anyone, let alone leaking them to the press to have plastered across a tabloid magazine. Why? Because I have respect for my ex-girlfriends (and women in general) and I would never dream of demeaning them in this way.

In this instance I do feel sorry for Lara Bingle, however, another quote from Susie O’Brien also states that”

“The real villain of this story is not vacuous vixen Bingle but meathead Fev,”

In some sense this is true, he should never have taken the non-consensual image in the first place, let alone shown it to anyone – but is the media going to be blamed at all for reproducing the image? There was no real need for it to be published in Woman’s Day and it must have been known it was going to cause embarrassment to Lara Bingle but they published it anyway for the sake of the almighty dollar – and to humiliate Lara for the pleasure of female readers who hate her so.

Read the original article here…

Ad Goes Flat…

“Paris Hilton is too hot for Brazil. A beer ad featuring the socialite has been pulled after consumer complaints. It showed her in a short black dress rubbing a can of Devassa beer on herself, as people watch through a window,”

I for one am glad this advert has been pulled, I can think of only one thing more likely to make me throw up a little in my mouth than watch Paris Hilton rubbing a can of beer on herself – and that would be if VB decided to produce their own version of the advert starring Tony Abbott and his marvellous budgie smugglers.

On this particular day I read the quality news publication that it is Herald Sun – and required an immediate decontaminating shower afterwards.

Gustav Klimt (1862-1918) was influenced by Margaret Macdonald, wife of Charles Rennie Mackintosh who, along with the Glasgow Four, was part of the Vienna Secession of 1900 which was to influence the direction of European art and craft. ‘The Kiss’ was an attempt from Klimt on the subject of fulfilment. The seductive power of the image makes the proto-Expressionist elements difficult to appreciate; such as the hideously bent toes, contorted hands and the colour of the woman’s skin (which suggests putrefaction).

My first encounter with this image was in my early twenties, it was a favourite of my first girlfriend, and as such we had a beautiful print of this and of Klimt’s other work, ‘The Virgin’ adorning our flat walls for many years. Both are beautiful paintings to me, and I was torn between the two when choosing my favourite piece.

I opted for this one purely for the sentimental reason that I once recreated my own version of it in a detailed and lovingly constructed drawing that saw myself and my then girlfriend in the male and female roles (albeit without bent toes and contorted hands). I’m not known for blowing my own trumpet but I was and still am proud of this drawing, probably the finest piece of art I’ve ever produced, albeit copied from one of the most well known paintings of the 20^th Century.

A life jam packed with entertainment, fun, excitement and laughter. The fact that they don’t know where they will sleep each night, where the next meal is coming from or when they will be spontaneously attacked again just adds to this beautiful life.

“In reality, homelessness is a physically and spiritually punishing lifestyle. Smug nobility has no place when you’re struggling to survive,”
Chris Middendorp, The Age, 2004

Time and again the stereotypes of the homeless being bludgers and/or derros and/or harsher derogatory terms are circulated by the media and society. How many times are we told that the homeless like the lives they live and don’t want to put in the hard graft because they receive heavy dole payments every fortnight?

Research has shown that the major causes of homelessness are; lack of affordable housing, abuse, unemployment, mental illness, poverty, familial/relationship breakdown, physical illness and social discrimination. So how are these people choosing the life they lead? Correct me if I’m wrong, but these factors are generally beyond your own personal control.

People must therefore choose to suffer from a mental or physical illness? Or maybe they sit there in the evening wishing they could be the victim of physical, emotional or sexual abuse just to spice their lives up a little. Maybe, when innocently walking down the street, people are secretly begging to be discriminated against because one facet of their personality differs from the socially accepted norm – discrimination which will lead to constant job refusals, alienation from social relationships and poverty.

This is (quite obviously) ridiculous.

If I was to stand up and say someone brought rape upon themselves or selected to have a life riddled with physical or emotional abuse I would – quite rightly – be met with widespread vilification and in some parts of the country lynched by an angry mob – quite wrongly.

Yet, it is still socially accepted to criticise and attack the homeless as being facilitators rather than victims. It is their fault they are bludging off society because they are derelict in their duties to secure a job and future.

It is easier to see them as the cliché ridden cartoons of haggard faces, dishevelled clothes and overpowering stenches. All of whom suffer from alcohol or drug dependency. Viewing them like this means we don’t have to face up to our own flaws, faults and responsibilities as a society.

“If the homeless are seen as cartoon characters, we don’t need to worry about them. It helps us to ignore the discomforting fact that our social system is failing thousands upon thousands of men, women and children,”
Chris Middendorp, The Age, 2005.

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I describe myself as becoming homeless in August 2009. However, if I were to use a standard definition of homeless in Australia (being “A homeless person is someone who has inadequate access to safe and secure housing”) I have been homeless since June 2007.

My face isn’t haggard (but feels it), my clothes are only somewhat dishevelled, and as far as I’m aware my stench isn’t overpowering. I don’t drink, do drugs and I’d never describe myself as a bludger or derro. Like many homeless I suffer from mental illness, but I’ve already written a blog about that. I didn’t choose this life, it chose me, and I’ve been working hard for many years to find my way home and become once again who I want to be.

Those who are homeless are people, not statistics or cartoons. We all have hopes, dreams, thoughts and desires just as everyone does. It’s this cornucopia of stray thoughts and possibilities I’ll be writing about on a blog where you never know what will be coming next.