Margo's got Moxie ! : the diary of miss red high heels

  A few weeks ago, a friend of mine discussed what it was like to watch her friend's husband dive into a world where there are no problems, no responsibility, and zero guilt, just a challenge that they had to beat. He spends hours on his computer, shooting down warlocks, defeating dragons, simulating a battle, or conquering a quest, meanwhile his son sits in a corner and waits to be heard. I was at the dog park, and as I listened a wave of fear washed over me... this can't be what consumes people from life is it? We escape to softer, calmer, pleasuring things, whether it be drinking alcohol, sex, video games, novels, movies, clubbing, cutting, complaining, negativity; any of these things and more, we look to them for solace and answers.    The answer won't be there, in fact it never was. The man asks his wife to play with him and their son to learn how to play these video games, as if it will absolve the greater issue: he does not want to see the world in front of him,...

My loving girl. I was feeling it as I sat on the porch of my apartment. I looked at her staring back at me from the window. I looked down and prayed and vowed I would at least try to get in.  Frustrated, I tore the felt screen of the front window trying desperately to get in. I had gone out earlier in the day and was everywhere. Somehow, some way, my mind just was on a roll, and I forgot where I placed my keys. We all do it, so I'm told.  Earlier that day, I ran errands and grabbed groceries at Target, went to the library to get lost in books, and more stories to read. I stopped at Jersey Mikes for a sandwich and Redbox for a few movies. I came home in a wonderful mood, ready to have a relaxing evening. I opened up my purse, and began to search for my keys.... I searched and began to panic. There is no way... I could not have...  I opened up the trunk and really began to lose my mind. I checked my bags and couldn't find them anywhere. I only had my car keys and ...