I can't remember the last time I really got to relax. I can't remember the last time I got be alone and think and work and write. Which is why I feel almost nonexistent. I'm always working. I'm always with someone. There's always something else that has to be done. Why don't we cherish …
Clouds are one of my favorite things. If you follow me on Instagram, there's no doubt that you've seen far too many photos of clouds, from the Sierra Wave to the fluffy clouds over the skies of Alabama. I just love them. I think they're an art that we'll never be able to form ourselves. …
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Stars, like dreams, are something quite different than they might seem They come out at night, pinholes in the sky They promise to lead us toward the truth Yet constantly distract us with little, white lies Because stars aren’t pinholes They are a million miles away Unreachable Unattainable Flaming balls of fire that we find …
I don't think I was alive before you I might have just been living Because you give me life I may have been a zombie A walking corpse With no purpose to speak of Yet you still took me Opening my eyes Making my lungs breathe You set my feet in motion As I swim …
A lot of us like to get angry at the weather. The town I live in relies on heavy snow in the winter and beautiful weather in the summer because it's a mountain resort town. However, over the last four years, California has been in a drought that has kept the snow from falling. But …
