The faint call of a bird whispers to me as I sit at my desk. Drained mentally and physically from…

As a ferocious planner, trust has always been a hard issue for me. I’ve always had a desire to know….

“To be loved but not known is comforting but superficial. To be known and not loved is our greatest fear….

As I sit down to write this post, I glimpse a hummingbird through my window. Eyes sharp but calm, it…

Beauty. What a subjective word? Twisted and warped by this broken world — it’s lost its meaning. The more society…

It’s time to dive into the reasons for why I write. There are many wonderful aspects of writing, and I’ve…