[DISCLAIMER] On his third studio album, Love Story (2015), rapper, singer, songwriter, and record producer Yelawolf released the song “Till It’s Gone”, which was produced by WLPWR. On the chorus and hook, Yelawolf sings: Ain’t much I can do, but I do what I can But I’m not a fool, there’s no need to pretend Just because you got yourself in some shit It doesn’t mean I have to come deal with it You handle your own when you become a man And become a man when you handle your

[DISCLAIMER] When listening to an electronic dance music (EDM) DJ set by Inamar, I heard her spin the song “Delete Time” (2024) by Sevenn and Space Motion. For clarity, to delete is to eliminate, especially by blotting out, cutting out, or erasing. As well, the American Psychological Association defines time as “a concept by which events are ordered into past, present, and future.” When contemplating the concept of deleting time, a psychoeducational lesson on Rational Emo

[DISCLAIMER] From when she was approximately six-months-old, until the week of her fifth birthday, I helped raise the daughter of the woman with whom I was in love. After marrying the woman, the dad of my stepdaughter insisted that she not refer to me as “dad,” “father,” or any derivative thereof. Therefore, she called me “my Deric.” Admittedly understating the matter, I loved her very much! Nevertheless, when my wife left me, contact with the little girl I’d helped raise

[DISCLAIMER] Photo credit (edited), property of Philips, fair use Within my blog, I often reference my late mother. Despite her flaws, of which there were many – though perhaps no more so than my own, she wasn’t a good or bad person. She was merely a fallible human being, as am I. Therefore, any interpretation I have of her behavior is subjective. One act which was personally favorable regards how my mom used to sing when cleaning our home, holding me close, or whenever h

[DISCLAIMER] In the early part of 2008, life was going rather well for me. I was comparatively fit, I had a high-paying job, I’d been paired with a relatively intelligent and conventionally attractive girlfriend, and I’d purchased a brand new Honda Civic that was completely paid off eight months later. While at work one day, I listened to an AM broadcast of a female evangelist whose name now escapes my mind. She said something to the effect of, “There’s a reason the winds