Sometimes my mind can't help but swirl, and I just fall.
So without further preamble, I give you this special post. What writing means to you: A collaboration.
Literature is wide and different, it's quirky and beautiful, scary and romantic and it's waiting for each and every one of you. All you need to do is try.
I'm floating a lot these days. Sipping my way through caramel delights, wafting along the rich aromas of grounded darkness.
Don't figure out what you want to be or what you want to do. Start smaller. Start with the simple things.
I miss most the people who can recognize boa constrictors eating elephants, from hats.
But I'll wake up, won't I? Or perhaps I already am awake? Living the life of a dream I can't remember.
Are you lost yet? Good. That's where most people start.
Flowing uncertain. Motionless breath exhaled, It begins again. https://laughingsquid.com/opposites-posters/
We all live in the light, the dark and the grey.