Fe(el/ar).

I’ve been told many times that I shouldn’t have to control every aspect of my life. That I shouldn’t have to protect myself from the unknown. That I need to let things change my life. But I’m in love with my life. And I don’t want it to change. And I guess that is where…

Late night hope.

Minds change constantly. Do I have my secure spot? Love me forever.

Summer.

We are just small organisms that roam about with no real knowledge of our true purpose. The sun guides us, feeds us, keeps us alive. Distance has never punished us, but solely revealed the beauty of changing the seasons. We are either the surviving tree or the falling leaves. But change is the one thing…

Soul food.

Reading has always been a form of coping for me when I need a break, an escape, a stress-reliever, a decision influence (this works sometimes, I swear). Reading a book twice might be seen as a criminal act to some people. But we, as humans, are constantly changing. Our decoding and interpretation of words is…

Writing right.

I used to think that bad things had to happen in order for raw passion to be exerted into things, especially writing. I’ve been in love, fallen out of it, even swore against it at some point. But recently, I don’t think I’ve ever been this passionate about something. New ideas, goals, and dreams are…

Finally.

You will never change. So I’m thankful that I did. It was about time.