“How does it feel to be you?” he asked, with inquisitive and wondering eyes, as he gently pulled the empty chair in...
Being me…
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Five A.M.
Once again, I find myself here, consumed by the urge to write. This wellspring of ideas, thoughts, stories, and...
The Power of Thoughts
I was finally able to talk about it with him after years of observing his skill in manifesting his declarations. I...
The Prison Within
...and as I was wandering from town to town in search of shelter for the night, a distant house caught my eye. Nestled...
LEAVE!
Yesterday was profoundly unsettling—so very wrong. I didn't fully grasp the gravity of it all until this morning...
The Last Two Days
My love—you know who you are, the time has come for me to say goodbye, to you, to the ones I love, to my music, to all...
The ineffable feeling of being
Have you ever paused to hear your heart? to really pay attention to its voice? Have you ever stopped everything to...
Saving Myself
The past few weeks I have been craving to write, to immortalize the shock, the confusion, the pain, the anger, the...
Soar
Christmas came and left, and it all was lovely and quiet, and simple and happy. It was just the three of us but it...