Mother
Darkness is not of stone. Darkness is an envelope. Tightly sealed yet soft as air, softer than the finest fabric, warmer than the thickest coat. Darkness lets me rest my
a pool of ideas for the wandering mind
Darkness is not of stone. Darkness is an envelope. Tightly sealed yet soft as air, softer than the finest fabric, warmer than the thickest coat. Darkness lets me rest my
I’m a slow reader. It’s one of the things my mom and I agree on. She regularly tears through novels in mere days, while I sometimes nibble on them for
Thought of this word a few weeks ago in a dream. It was weird, I just woke up with the definition in my head: To give away the worth of