Dust in the Wind

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
Mom 0 Comments

As my mother’s birthday drew closer anxiety set in. I wasn’t sure how I’d react to be honest. Things have been as normal as ever, in a sense it’s almost like nothing ever happened. When the day finally arrived I woke in an obnoxiously good mood. So good, if I were a stranger on the street I’d feel inclined to …

Bureaucracy Can Eat Me

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
Bull Shit, Word Vomit 1 Comment

Today has been one of those hell days where putting your fist through a wall seems like the best idea. That is until your brain say, “Yeah, try that. Let’s see how fast you can snap some bones, dumb ass.” Instead of causing physical injury I’ll opt for word vomiting all over this page. Over the last six, or is …

split personality

Hello Me

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
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We spend our lives trying to figure out who we are…or who we think we are and who people perceive us. For a long time I’ve thought I figured this piece of life out, so much so that the voices in my head were identified as additional personalities to keep life entertaining and to provide an easy excuse to turn …