— A short story
The autumn leaves hit the ground like feathers. Silent, slowly twirling to the ground. Colors of…
Don’t live someone else’s version of a good life. First, find yourself, then find your place in the world.
We can adapt to anything. In most cases, we will be alright if our life changes. The adaptation mechanism in us is powerful, just…
I had been talking to a friend about getting into writing again.
A journal by uninteresting people? Who would read that?