Emptying the Junk Drawer
We store emotions in our hips until they become like a junk drawer. A little of this, a little of that. Slips of memories crammed into the nooks and crannies.
The Truth of Things
“It is not because things are difficult that we do not dare; it is because we do not dare that they are difficult.”
The Space Between
Some days the current of the space between flows like a slow lazy river, taking it’s time.
Are you worthy?
Once upon a time, I was taught to believe that I was unworthy.
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