It was not a bad day to start the book that I had left unfolded for 7 years. The sky was showering. The sprinkle of the little water droplets…
This is that time of the year when it rains incessantly like it’s going to drown the world. I should feel good, my demons hushed by the roar of…
Love, come not as a storm. Scare not the heart with your wilderness Come as breeze, teach it to embrace you.
We’re dating. June and me. Unofficially