Where I put my thoughts…

  • Sometimes…

    Sometimes… life can be hard. And you won’t simply know when it comes and goes by. Sometimes… you could be hard. On yourself. Sometimes… like now. I know not what I write. And yet I do. Because, I must. You see?

  • Stop! When Do I Get To Be Me?

    Stop! When Do I Get To Be Me?

    I wrestle, struggle, fight through life, every moment. I try to break free. Yes. But the truth is, if left to myself, I suddenly don’t feel that urge to prove anything – like a dove trapped in a cage all her life, now set free.…