Family comes in all shapes and sizes but it always fits.
Just a girl in the world, making life up as I go. The more I learn, the less I know and I like it that way.
Saturday, 3 September 2016
Thursday, 1 September 2016
Foldaway
What other items can you dismantle for storage? Surely not just furniture and knick-knacks and other objects of similarly cold inconvenience. How about people, thoughts, and feelings? Ideas? Can we not also tuck them away for a season or two?
Saturday, 27 August 2016
Downcast
A spotlight borne of resentment tends to be less forgiving. Flaws now apparent can no longer be adjusted with a flattering filter. What is done, is done.
Sunday, 21 August 2016
Bustle
I love to be alone in a crowd while others curl and unfurl around me in what appears to be some kind of organised chaos. I bask in the interactions of others, the gentle hum of hearts connecting as I centre myself in my own company. Something about this simple symphony reminds me that we are all one and the same.
Sunday, 3 July 2016
Every morning there are mountains to climb
I sit here calm and cheerful. Charming, even. It is only when my eyes inadvertently lock with the icy blues of the lady across from me that the lump in my throat resurfaces. This is kind of a big deal.
The cloud I carry has been torn open and from it heavy, silent tears fall. The sun still shines beyond, through it all. I know this because despite everything, I feel only warmth.
And so I breathe.
And I listen to Grimes.
Title lyrics taken from Grimes - Realiti
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