A mix of ramblings, musings, poems, and fleeting thoughts. Some days insightful, other days absurd, yet always honest. Read along, and perhaps you’ll find something that resonates.
And thank you, Dear Reader, for taking the time to add a comment to continue the conversation about the pieces that spoke to your own heart.
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354
is a really,great number. That’s howmany days, Ihave looked atyourbeautiful…
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Isn’t it
interesting.How life isjust a tinybit sadder,when you’renot around? Walks meandre,…
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Dear Friend
Some doors open,and other doors close.Perhaps,not quite in thetit-for-tat way…
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My Precious
this real lifewe’re buildingcan be tough. Toughin its rawness, in…
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For Chris
I trustthat the wavesof yournew life arebeing kind.And thatyour curiosityis…
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I write
because I can. The ultimateluxury and perhaps evenself-indulgence.I write because…
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What happens
when youjust breathe?When you simplysit, by yourself.Staring into space.No phone.No…
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December
brings withit a certainquiet melancholy. Moments ofacknowledging the gapsthat those…
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There is
nothing equalabout love.There, I said it.It ebbs and flows,like a…
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Life
feels complexsometimes. Deadlines,harshness,not-good-enoughness. Yet hearing,the good news,of wonderful thingshappeningto great…