Respecter of women, joker of life, haver of fun. Dancer of music, reader of books, speaker of truths, searcher of answers. Scientist, philosopher, explorer
I’m not sorry that I left and I don’t feel guilty anymore for demanding the space I needed to clear my head.
…was a flame. If that ends up being true, I’ll use my 8 seconds of flame to light fire to the truth. I’m airing the dirtiest of my laundry in the name of healing. In the name of building healthy, sustainable relationships and in the name of being okay.