Moon crescents, the sound of rain, the smell of jasmine flower, the glow of lamps, the hum of conversations in restaurants, the flatness of water in a bay, and saltwater on my skin and a photo asked for of snowflakes
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The writing was on the wall. It just took me a very long time to read it, comprehend it.... That we were never . We were never meant to be.... -
It's strange how much a four legged furry family member brings you warmth. Yesterday, I asked my doggo to sit next to me, and she did. ... -
Do not worry about your tears. They are your ocean. A release. Full of emotion. A swell, a tide, salty and sweet. You are a deeply feeling...
Some moments don’t ask to be explained.
ReplyDeleteThey gather quietly—
light, scent, sound—
and stay because they were felt, not named. When attention lives in details like these,
even silence feels inhabited and this is how presence remembers itself.