Morning Thoughts.

I want to smile. I want to laugh. Like I mean it. Mornings I wake up with the sun hitting my face. No gratitude for another day. No bliss from the warmth. Instead, I squint and look away. Didn’t I close the curtains? My brain is always racing. Always thinking. SHUT UP. I want to…Read more »

Quick Writes.

For as long as I can remember, I would open up my journal and write down my day. My ups and downs. My realizations. My inspirations. My paragraphs didn’t always have structure. They were messy. Filled with mistakes. Sometimes illegible. But they made sense to me. It was my outlet. My way of expression. I…Read more »