I feel this feeling I have felt before. I feel it and it's as alive in me as it was 10 years ago. Or 15. Or 1000. There is no way for me to describe it. There are no words. But it's there and I have never felt more at home. I remember myself looking … Continue reading A thousand years
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On the Edge of the World
"I will ask for nothing. Only for you to allow me to silently witness your world from afar. And when you fall asleep, meet me on the edge of your bed, take me out from a dream, and keep me in your embrace for a minute, a moment, or even less. Enough for me to … Continue reading On the Edge of the World
2022
"My passions and hobbies are not a quotation - I know why I love what I love.""I am ever-changing. Every part of me is evolving and while I feel in some days stagnant, I know there is growth even in that stagnation. I just can't recognize it yet.""I can endure pain in all its forms.""I … Continue reading 2022
Cheers to Life, to Love, to Joy!
I remember my 11th birthday.Or at least, parts of it.Surely, my mind deformed the memories, delivering altered, blurred moments. However, some emotions are bound to stay with me and carry themselves around as a secret identity that I only make available to myself. I was skinny and deeply tanned. Summer break, which always arrived in … Continue reading Cheers to Life, to Love, to Joy!
If: A Father’s Advice to His Son
― Rudyard Kipling, If: A Father's Advice to His Son “If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, … Continue reading If: A Father’s Advice to His Son
Becoming Me
I wanted to be perceived as beautiful. I wanted my eyes and lips and neckline to be mesmerizing and sweet and tempting. I would observe myself in the mirror and contemplate how my cheekbones blend in with my round, hazel eyes. I took pride in my tall figure and walked it boldly and entitled. Shoes … Continue reading Becoming Me