Watering my own garden.
At times our priorities become a blur, and we lose focus of our site. We spiral down into the shelves of bad days and lose the drive, that push almost…
Watering my own garden.
At times our priorities become a blur, and we lose focus of our site. We spiral down into the shelves of bad days and lose the drive, that push almost…
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 –…