Dear Diary, Erato, one of the goddess of poetry who inspires love, paid me a visit: I woke up this morning with you on my mind A song in my heart and this simple little rhyme I closed my eyes and tried to rewind time Time, rewind...Rewind, Time. Back to last night when we were together We escaped to “our world” where no one else mattered We laughed, we kissed, we held each other tight We giggled, we talked, we mmmmm Yeah…that was nice But there’s no need to rewind time Our lo

Dear Diary, It’s Autism Awareness Month. You know what that means? You guessed it! A spotlight heavily placed on the autism community for...

For some reason EVERYONE wants to use the N word. At least once a day I see a video of a non-black person using this word. Uh,...