Adam Luaces

Depression is the past.
I found myself inside a dark barroom with low ceilings, attempting small talk at a long-haired stranger. It could have been the accented charms of voo-doo in her voice, or the fact that I’d drank my own body weight in brown liquors, but she said something that forever changed my life:
“Have you ever meditated?”
Not going to lie, hearing her explain that simply sitting cross-le Read more of this blog post »