LOGINBradley Oliver Jones was eight years old when he first heard "Phantom of the Opera" in New York. The lights gleaming across the stage, the voices of the performers ringing through the theater in a way that brought tears to the eyes of those listening. A wonderful canvas of brilliance painted bright by the dull colors of the world. The performance brought something wonderful to Bradley Oliver Jones. The theatre brought magic, brought light, brought hope into the mind of a little eight year old kid. A kid now dead set on being on that stage. And suddenly, the world was on fire, and everything was possible.
View MoreThere are three things that Doctor Bradley Oscar Jones is sure of.The first is the inumberability of the stars, and that try as he might he will never be able to name every single one of them. As poe
“A little more,” Bo muttered, holding his fingers in the air to show the amount he wanted Oscar to add to the soup. The recipe wasn’t very complicated, but had a lot of ingredients that needed to be used, and it wasn’t centered around measurements.It was one of Bo’s favorites, and his go-t
Nearly three days later Bo had not heard a single word from Oscar.While the realist (and perhaps optimistic) side of his mind told him that it was because of the fact that Oscar was not only working on a musical, but also a single dad, the smallest part of his mind chanted that it was because he didn’t care to co
Bradley had only been with his therapist for just over a half an hour and he was already wishing that he had made some sort of excuse to not show up. As a Doctor of Psychology, he fully recognized that therapy was something that everyone could benefit from. He himself had benefited from it throughout his first years on Broadway, so he wasn’t opposed to the process of therapy, just more specifically the fact that he was forced to do it.