Dirty Windshields
Dirty windshields embodied the time filled with memories where I had moments to look at the dancing parade of magnificent colors painted onto the sky behind the setting sun.
The Week in Between
The felt the harsh yellow light from the sun beating down on me as I sat high on top of a trotting Quarter Horse. A cool…
The Hollywood Intern: Part 12- The Hike
Click here to start from the beginning. I slid out of the office like a bat out of a cave and left my first internship that…
