We're in The South. A red state full of illiterate, uneducated, religious, deplorable fools who love guns, drink sweet tea and bless people's hearts.

Often, we treat people the way we want to be treated instead of the way they want to be treated.

When I found myself counting the minutes until lunch, I knew I didn’t belong there.

With people commenting from Africa, Europe, and Asia, I feel like I’m on a world tour with none of the perks. 

How come we are willing to spend money on other people but not on ourselves?

I remember reading the play Death of a Salesman in college, but I never thought I would meet Willy Loman in person.

We all fail but Olympians fail on a much bigger and broader stage than most of us ever will.

I cannot document every time a man harassed me, because that list of incidents seems endless. I just can’t remember them all.

When a potential client asks me if I can guarantee results, I say of course not.