This tapestry I possess, these memories I carry and the moments I still crave are mine alone to wrap up in and treasure. They keep me warm at night. They wake me in the day. They compel me to marvel and contemplate my being.
Read moreMoment of Clarity
She was breathing heavy. It had been silent for a stretch and then she asked me if I even remember my childhood fondly? It took me by surprise, like a chess move when your opponent is not at the same skill level but makes a strategic move. I vacillated between telling her the truth and reassuring her.
Read moreDisconnected
Deb cut that cord this week, I would’ve done it a year ago without much thought to save money. As that line fell away, I sensed the end of an era; the releasing of an anchor I have carried for my entire life.
Read moreA Mirage
It is yet another mirage I try to set my sights on to to make this journey easier. I wish there was a way to release her. I wish there was a way she could release herself.
Read moreWeaving Words
I love writing so much: how a sentence can inspire me; how stringing words together feels like I’m weaving a blanket. Later I find myself wrapping up in the moment.
Read moreCapable
Don’t stay in the bubble of your busy mind.
Read moreSprung
Funny isn’t it, how some people control even time in this great game?
Read moreJungle of Thoughts
My mind runs wild through the jungle of memories and new stories I build about the past. It overtakes me.
Read moreVision
I fear I have no vision for how to traverse this wilderness but I have been caught in an eddy and must trust my instincts to survive in the flow.
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