Silent Presence๐ŸŒŸโœจ

A cleansing poem written this afternoon

Resurfaced Q+A๐Ÿง™๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ

Personal Q + A to yourself

Sunday December Calls ๐ŸŽต

A short poem inspired by Winter mornings

Brain Fog: The Case Of An Underactive Mind

    It’s a condition that affects many; leaving you feel like your head is chilling in the clouds but it’s not light. It feels heavy, similar to the atmosphere when it’s about to rain or furthermore, like an obstruction blocking the road so you can’t move. Even more so, for creative people, it can […]