Bad treatment brings challenge, adventure, and humor if you open your mind.
The ticking reminder of time nuzzles against my ribs. Slow down, it says. Do less, take in more.
Sometimes I wonder if creativity might just mean your brain fires signals around in an abnormal pattern. Bridges being made over uncharted territory. That would support the all to relatable reality of having your best ideas in the shower or while whispering thoughts to yourself while trying to fall asleep.
This one goes out to all the people just trying to get through it
We come back to the same place in time year after year, but are we the same?
A lot of what you are seeing in the world right now is a collective re-triggering of old wounds, in a constant onslaught.
Looking back, learning, and laughing with love. How do we relate to who we once were?
Can I maintain my soft stillness in the midst of a loud cacophony of other voices?
A response to the nonverbal cues of uncovered women.
The power of silence, the limits of words... in essay form.
