In a beautiful world pock-marked with ugliness. Sometimes I feel as if I sit on the banks of sanity… While insanity rushes by, I’m cognizant that one misstep can sweep me headlong into the current. Still there is a solace of sorts in watching the organized confusion cascade by me. Knowing, where I stand andContinue reading “Acknowledgement of my standing”
Category Archives: lessons that I learned
Question: What is yours?
What do you use?
Leaving you… Doesn’t mean that we’re apart.
Much of who I am had its beginnings in your bosom. I came of age under your tutelage, experiencing victories and defeats alike. I hear your inflections in my voice when I speak. I compare your siblings to you and none of them measures up to you. My experiences inform my steps as I claimContinue reading “Leaving you… Doesn’t mean that we’re apart.”
Protected: A narrative of not being ready yet…
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