Double Diamond makes Jeff dehydrated.

I hate the mornings where I wake up and my ring won’t fit over the middle finger of my right hand.

The flashiest pair of boxers I have ever worn.

To divulge is therapeutic.

Many may not consciously know this, but they divulge nonetheless, for what feels better than to express one’s problems or opinions to another? Burdens fall on more than one person. Convictions become stronger. In a world full of talkers, we need a world full of ears.

But I choose not to burden others with my problems. I choose not to make others feel bad, or worry them with wondering. I don’t give people pointless details about my life, or bore them with things they don’t want to know. So I speak to what always listens. I write to what is always there. I opine to what never judges me.

Everyone has a story to tell.

This is mine.

I hate it when people look at what I’m buying while I wait to pay for my groceries.