It’s okay not to be okay.

Your reflection stared right back at you. Stoic pose, tired brown eyes and pale skin that had seen better days. The only sign of life being your lips that parted each time you said “I am happy”. You’d said it seven times already, you just have to get to twenty one and you’d be fine.Continue reading “It’s okay not to be okay.”

The thing about hope.

Hope is a good thing until it isn’t. For as long as I’ve existed, I’ve been told to keep hope alive. To believe that the challenges and uncertainty spiraling before me in present times are all part of a grand scheme, a bigger picture, a greater purpose and a profound success story. So when doubtContinue reading “The thing about hope.”

Gratitude

Thank you. Thank you for clicking on this link whenever it appears on your screen. For reading these words and for making my effort count for something. I started this blog because I’ve always wanted to write, I’ve always wanted to tell stories that inspire, stories that make you feel seen, heard and challenged toContinue reading “Gratitude”

Healing and patience are lovers.

You sipped orange juice at the ball. Orange juice because there’s simply nothing more divine than the tears that the orange shed as you wring the life out of him. Orange tears? Pure bliss. The theme is white and brown for purity and reliability. There’s nothing pure about drinking orange tears though and nothing aboutContinue reading “Healing and patience are lovers.”

My man.Our man.

Sit a while with me dear friend, let me tell you about my lover. Our lover if I may. He’s unconventional, in the same manner that everything about me is. He excites me just as my fingers tingle whenever I write to you. He makes love to my mind. Slowly. Intentionally. With ease and caution,Continue reading “My man.Our man.”

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