Our Inner Sabateur by Jamie Greene

Our Inner Sabateur

Beware your inner Saboteur: he’s that little bugger who will pull your own rug out, just as you take your final step of the victory lap.

It doesn’t make sense, right? The stunning Super Model who has the world in the palm of her hand while she destroys herself with bulimia and a string of abusive boyfriends. The entrepreneur who throws away millions in a reckless wager in Vegas.
How about the recovering alcoholic with 20 years sobriety under his belt who relapses at his 20 year high school reunion?

Elusive, Moi?

Knock, knock… who’s there? Ever get that feeling that nobody’s home? A room filled with neighbors, but you’re all alone. The couch is a sleeper, yet you’re wide awake, The crust has been crumbled with nothing to bake. The fridge door is open, the freezer ajar, Your hunger for comfort so near, yet so far.…