There comes a point in loss where you start to feel nothing. Unlike with fire where you feel nothing and all of it at once. This frost creeps. Feeling everything and then suddenly the stillness, cold, echoing, nothingness. It seems fitting I would feel frost bitten in the wake of his loss. We watched Frozen … Continue reading Day 601
Strip away your masks and expose all you’ve hidden. It’s the only way to truly find yourself. I was able to catch up with a woman who was once so pivotal in the growth of my personality. She reminded me of all I once held dear. Musicals have always been my soul. Listening to these … Continue reading Day 599
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