Stormy Roads

By Joan Kaliff

Stormy Roads is a book about a girl who finds herself on many different roads and has to choose the right one. It is a compilation of many different ideas, thoughts, and journeys written in short form. Not some long story.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Joan Kaliff
• Release date: Nov 26, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005742164

Joan Kaliff

I was born in New Bedford Ma moved to Santa Fe New Mexico when I was 11 and returned back to my roots the second I turned 18. In my twenties I worked for the School Dept and when I wasn't working I was advocating. I wanted to help save a kid from a system and maybe even themselves. In my thirties I did modeling and dabbled a little in acting, but it wasn't for me. Now I'm in my fortiesand find myself getting lost in an idea.

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STORMY ROADS

JOAN KALIFF

I got stuck in the storm, but had fun in the rain, always learning something is the object of the game...

I could tell you some tragic tale about a girl who fought dragons her whole life while she ran from some demon, but why? She survived to live another day. She felt and faced just like you, the only difference was the way she handled those falls. They weren’t cushioned or comforting. The pain was bone deep but she never stopped loving anyway. She got lost in the idea that anything was possible and followed her heart. She met vampires that drained her, wolves that scared her, and witches that loved her. She was changed for all those obstacles but she never hated. She always forgave and loved anyway. So, she was a little different. Is that a reason to dislike someone? We carry so much on our shoulders that our knees eventually give out and we’re begging for mercy, but it doesn’t have to be that way. It’s our story. The problem is everybody else seems to be the key to our happiness

If you see me walking down the street, just leave me!¡ I’m probably talking to myself and losing my mind!¡ Isn’t that a dangerous person?¡

More often than not I'll sit back and observe not really saying much but when I speak up it’s because I see your copy and paste method!¡ You have no ground to walk on, and the stuff you're sharing, spreading, and spewing is wrong man!¡ You're just a virus!¡ Your way of thinking separates!¡ It leaves everybody fighting each other including themselves!¡ Who’s the weak one and what does strong look like?¡ We categorize strength and weakness but they each oppose and are indifferent!¡

All those thoughts jotted down on paper!¡ What I'd give to see what I wrote down 30 years later!¡

Is it possible to have a conscious conversation while you're sleeping?¡ Is the mind dark and deep?¡ Is it part of a collective hive always gathering and what’s the importance and significance?¡ My body was light and aerie, my mind was on fire!¡ My heart didn’t agree and fought every step of the way but it was beyond me and out of my control!¡ I didn’t have much of a choice! If i had no choice and my destiny was already rewritten why not skip the baby steps, get the job done, and get the hell out of here?¡ I didn’t understand why I was having a