Just another pilgrim wandering through the earth.
I forgot how awesome it is to write and to let words flow out and fall on to the screen like rain or something.
I love fruit.
And I love to travel.
I love mornings and the fresh, pure air. I love the dew and the fog.
I like the jungle of green emotions wrapping round my head, as I rest my body on the warm field of green grass.
Cherry blossoms dwindle on to my face, and fall to the ground caressing my cheeks.
There have been times when I feel like life is just white — blank options and a never ending dead end.
Then, when a very tiny voice whispers demanding I should pray, I shrug my shoulder, and find refuge on social media.