For some reason, I was struck with the idea of writing a small and fictional journal entry from the viewpoint of a soldier during the American Civil War. I didn’t want to focus too much on the actual war itself, but what might happen in the eyes of a Civil War soldier after the war had ended. There isn’t anything special in here, but it was just random thoughts that went through my head.
It is my sincerest wish that I am able to give substance, value, meaning, and compassion to the words I write, as well as the words I read. With a little hope, I will spend the rest of my life continuing to add value to the words in my life.
I’ve lived the majority of my life in this world; this world caught between dreams and reality. I’m not sure where I am. I’m not sure why I am. The only thing I am aware of is the fact that I’m still here, wherever here is.
It is once again time to burst through the walls of good customer service and customer/server/bartender interactions! Welcome to Part Six of our fun times spent in the restaurant industry!!
Four unsuspecting teenagers are caught in the path of Satan and his mission for destruction. Love has finally taken its toll on the sands of friendship.
So, the Internet and computers have taken over our lives, and in a sense, replaced books; through e-mail, businesses, research, and even in the way we run our schools. In the eyes of so many people, books have become a thing of the past.
At some point in everybody’s life, the question of “Who am I?” rears its ugly head. We are put into a situation where we question everything about ourselves, followed by a careful examination of our entire lives.
