Love vs. Lust



Ah…the four-letter L words; LOVE and LUST.  While we’re at it, let’s discuss LIKE, being that it’s many times a liaison between the two. Often, these words are used interchangeably, become intertwined, overused and underestimated.  The definition of each will be different for every person depending on what examples they have been exposed to and experiences they have encountered.  However, the basics are quite simple:

LUST is the initial attraction to a person that you may feel instantly.  You may deem them good-looking or find their confidence and how they carry themselves sexy.  Either way, you lose yourself undressing them with your eyes as they roll back into your head sending you into a dream that plays over and over in your mind when you see them.  Once you get to know someone and begin sharing your interests, hobbies, and background, LIKE can be added to the equation. 

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Barbells and Running Trails


Someone asked me the other day why I work out so much. I just turned and asked them why they didn’t work out more. It’s simple to me, everyone needs an outlet. Some people meditate, others go to church, I go to the gym. The gym is my sanctuary. For 2 – 2.5 hours a day, my mind is at ease in the gym. When I’m working out, the only thing I think about is challenging myself. In fact, I spend every single minute in the gym trying to overcome obstacles that I am encountering and working to becoming a better me.

Everyone knows the physical benefits of exercise but rarely do we think about the mental benefits. A year and a half ago I lost my dad. At the same time I went through tremendous stress levels on my job and some relationship strain. I gained a little weight that I had lost previously and it sent me into a whirlwind of emotional pitfalls. Unfortunately my dad and I weren’t the closest of people, but losing someone that you really didn’t get a chance to know brought stress that I didn’t know could exist. Continue reading “Barbells and Running Trails”

Taking A Break


Have you ever reached a point in your life where you were tired? Are you tired of the fight, tired of the struggle, just plain tired of the grind of yesterday? Sometimes it’s perfectly fine to take a break. I’ve just reached that point. Life comes at you fast and the grind usually takes it’s toll on you but when you carry baggage with you, it gets heavy.

If you know me then you know I like to travel light. I go to cities with a grey Nike backpack that I can get 5 – 7 days worth of clothes and accessories in and live comfortably. I like things simple and when things aren’t simple it frustrates me. The frustration is a result of life coming at you faster than it should. What do I mean? It’s fairly simple actually. Let’s say I buy a ticket to go to a game. I shouldn’t have to print out the ticket on a piece of paper in today’s world. Continue reading “Taking A Break”

Sometimes Being an Adult Is Overrated


Commitment is a hard animal to absorb and being responsible is even harder. Life requires adults to handle both responsibly.  Some days the burdens of being an adult really make me long for my childhood years again. Whether it’s the long days with your children or an extensive list of things you have to do for work, the totality of it all makes you wonder why you rushed the best years of your life away to be an adult.

I remember being a young carefree kid who didn’t have many worries. I didn’t have to get up and go to work, nor did I have to get a child ready for school. I love my job and I love my kid but I miss being carefree and not having any real worries.

Life does come at you fast and most of what we have in life can be attributed to hard work and self accomplishment. Continue reading “Sometimes Being an Adult Is Overrated”

Detective Dating


There’s an old saying that says if you look hard enough for anything, you will find it. What exactly does that mean? Men and women alike spend a lot of time stalking what their mate is doing. They watch every aspect of what they are doing from social media to interactions with friends.

If the person you’re in a relationship with feels the need to analyze and critique everything you do, then it’s only a matter of time before they find something, true or not, to bring drama into the relationship.  Modern relationships are based on the notion that your significant other is always up to something no good.  Continue reading “Detective Dating”

People Can Change


For many months we find reasons to doubt the things that give us life. One thing that we don’t always see is that people come in all sizes, shapes, and beings. What do I mean by this? Everyone is different by nature.

I went to college with this guy, let’s call him Chris. Chris was an eclectic. He liked his women fast and his life was fancy. He would often find himself somewhere between a rock and a hard place. Chris poisoned his chances of happiness because he was always in it for himself. Chris had a couple of kids and was not the best father on the world.

Then one day reality hit him in the head. He started to realize that he was probably missing out on a lot of great possibilities because he was so caught up in the superficial. He wanted the chick who was the best looking, or down for whatever. Ironically as he got older, his taste in women started to change. Continue reading “People Can Change”

The Day The Savage Died


Let me tell you a story about my homie. He was born a wanderer, a lost soul. Oddly enough he knew how to cope. Days would pass and he applied himself as a savage beast, as he roamed for years looking to conquer everything in site. Four phases of his life he walked the straight and narrow. He was a one woman man and loved them unconditionally.

The first was at a young age. During his high school years he was locked down by a dark-skinned cutie from his hometown. She had his soul on a string and she may have turned him into the beast he is today with the hurt she put him through.

The second was with a caramel divine sweet thing, lets call her Shells. She was like the gatekeeper of his heart. He was truly out of the game with her. Continue reading “The Day The Savage Died”