There is nothing stronger than the urge to be alone. As she sat in the dark of the wardrobe, the slightly rough wood stroking against her bare feet and her elbows, she could feel her muscles slowly relax from the clenched state they were in before. The clenching that was natural in the presence of… Continue reading Alone
Losing myself in the quiet silence of my loneliness. I love this quiet – I am comfortable with this silence, with this quiet awareness of myself. And the time is invaluable for self-recovery. An upheaval is taking place in my mindset, but it is moving slowly – each object lifted and moved with quiet precision… Continue reading deeper introspection.