About a clean slate
As I sit on the plane, I say goodbye. “See you when I see you Dutchland.” Not knowing when I will return feels quite liberating. There are no rules. I make up the rules, and I say there are none…
As I sit on the plane, I say goodbye. “See you when I see you Dutchland.” Not knowing when I will return feels quite liberating. There are no rules. I make up the rules, and I say there are none…
Do you ever read back things you wrote a while ago and feel as though someone else put those words on paper? I love reading back things I wrote. I read them and the words resonate. It’s more than that though…
A calming scent reaches up my nostrils as I cross the quaint little bridge in Hoi An. I look up to see where the lovely scent is coming from. A lady is standing at the end of the bow. Her body is completely still….
Beams of warm purple light are boosting up from my hands towards the sky. The outsides are dark purple and the color shifts going inwards to a brighter purple and eventually it’s all white light. Seeing that I’m at the beautiful island of Koh Pha Ngan, one could assume that they are some sort of
Blood is seeping through two layers of pants. The entire knee is cut open. Before I took the turn I felt the loose gravel on the road and in a flash it took me back to when I was sixteen and the bike slid from underneath me because I braked on gravel. You’d think I
Thursday morning. I walk with my mom to a store that has recently opened to look for a nice gift for my niece’s upcoming birthday. It’s getting kind of cold. I’m so grateful that I brought my comfy winter jacket to my parent’s house. I reach in the jacket pockets to warm up my hands