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We do not have little time...
Today I read a heart-wrenching story. From an online article, on a local digital newspaper. I couldn’t finish reading it
Dear June, Thank you.
I have always loved June. It has always been synonymous with beginnings and endings, poised squarely in the middle of the year.
Beauty, Health, Happiness, and the fine lines in between.
Live and let live, they say. Fair enough. Whatever rocks your boat, I say.
Unhappy seekers: One generation's inability to be happy.
To want, to have, to need. Our generation risks becoming an unhappy one because we can’t discern the difference.
Insecurity. And it starts with a capital "I".
I have always envied people who carry themselves with the confidence of someone who knows exactly what they’re doing and where they’re going.
Of Peter Pan and the Inevitability of Time
I have always held an exclusive fascination for Peter Pan, the boy who defied time.
Where(ds) does it go from here?
Puns aside, I believe I have asked myself this question countless times. The truth lies in the act of writing.
WORDS - a short introduction.
It was always that simple. Theoretically.
The Lazy Guide to Unpacking
You have an open luggage in front of you. Probably all messed up – full of memories, tokens and half-ruined polaroid shots which still bear traces of an extraordinary time.
