for myself; once I let you fall away.
I am chased by the same sadness as anyone who has tried to live by the hands of two cultures and made a third one.
“Sometimes a photo is worth losing a bit of sleep.” Brianna, an avid photographer and blogger, shares a misty shot from Diamond Lake, Oregon, taken one chilly morning around sunrise. via Photostory: The Misty Morning — Discover
The earth is motionless- poised like a ballerina going still with the music, the days are still bright and evenings a blissful orange with sweet breeze, not at all betraying the migration of the birds or the way warmth heaves to linger just a little longer, before the day comes when the trees would shed their... Continue Reading →
My introvert self it often seems is not introvert enough, or is mistaken to be something that will cause me to not react to anything that might be said or done to me. While if anything introverts are very reactive, even if we keep it inside of ourselves majority of the time. So its little... Continue Reading →
there are more blank places than I did like. I have been fooling myself by cutting corners to happiness in the narrow cold space that is my memories, or is it my reality? Confusion is like the pale autumn clouds and I am being soaked in its rain without any consolation that my desires are... Continue Reading →
Anytime something is said, or written about the issues of sexism, misogyny, harassment, or any behavior that is vile and unacceptable toward both men and women, there is always someone who has to be the duck that says: oh but you know not all men, [or women- are like that [!] (Although that phrase is... Continue Reading →
When you are married." I recently had a conversation with a acquaintance. I can't call her a friend because although we have "known" each other for almost a decade, we know close to nothing about each other. She was telling me how her parents love her, especially her father and brothers show more love to... Continue Reading →