A place where you can be human.
The tables are filled with Tacos
And all the fixens
There’s no where to sit but standings just fine
I’ll eat my tacos and I’ll take my time
The chicken ones they go down kinda rough
But the beef ones now those are a sin
I lick my fingers and go up again
I shouldn’t I know
But tomorrow I’ll workout hard like I have been.
Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with. View more posts
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