There are days when we fluctuate between the polarities of feelings towards ourselves. When we begin to despise our skin inch by inch as our soul rejects and fights -…
Exhaustion lingers, and sleep cannot replenish. We become inundated, standing at the periphery of burn out as though we were drinking from a fire hydrant. Our focus lays shredded with…
To the rare quality, the world is in dire need of when the air becomes rougher, time become tougher, and shades become darker. To the ones whose soft hearts are…