reverie
Everyone dance to their own beat.– ʞɐ He stared out of the window as the weather turned still dry with a bit of sunshine secretly playing hide and seek with the clouds. It did say that the rain was expected and yet he was still out. Rain never bothered him, anyway. In a matter of […]
Pain.
Pain, an interim of our consciousness, a stigma of yesterdays’s reminders and tomorrow’s uncertainty. What is this pain, anyway? The relation of toe to the table edge or the dislodged collar bone, or may be that nasty fall. Perhaps, it is the hollow in our heart, the haunting memories, the sleepless nights, the love that was lost, […]