In this simple dream, we call life, our bodies, our beings clinging to time, which we again lose in our pursuits of being whole, just to fit in, to love as we love, In this simple dream, we call life, we form melodies in our heads that comfort the sorrows, the sorrows which we initiated… Continue reading Returning


Green leaf

A picture of my hand reaching out//letting go I believe reaching out to my most wildest thoughts helps free my mind from the old rigid encounters of my life ☆☆☆☆ Letting things go/letting people go/letting go my ghosts. I have a purpose and it's to make my life beautiful!! 🍃🍃🍃