Leave "The Grind" Behind

"How can you just do nothing?" My fiancee asked me after I spent an hour floating around in the pool on a blow-up lounger sipping a cool...

When I die, bury me in jazz

When I die, bury me in jazz. Soft saxophone notes electrify my soul like Southern moonshine. When I listen to jazz, I think of all the...

What is the meaning of this?

I'm not sure where this is going, but I'm taking you with me. I have no idea what I want this blog to be about. Self-improvement? Love?...