Darkness is not a tangible thing. You can’t sweep it under the doormat or take it out in trash bags, we only wish it would be that easy. It’s a mist, lingering in the house of your life, gets stuck in all the corners and is much harder to get rid of than mold. It … Continue reading Drinking my cup of grief while I stare into the empty space where your soul used to dance
HOME • noun • /həʊm/ • someone’s or something’s place of origin, or the place where a person feels they belong I love how this definition doesn’t constrain you to one home only, but rather gives you the possibility to have a whole list of homes. There are so many cliche quotes such as “Home … Continue reading I’ve made this vastness a home or is it the other way around?