I need space

Space for my head
To think again
Space for my hands
To work again
Space for me
To be me again Continue reading “SPACE”



She was so, so tired. Absolutely exhausted from living. Her brain hurt, her limbs ached and her heart throbbed. Every step of every day felt like climbing out of a pothole. Every gesture felt like lifting a mountain.

Living  was taking everything out of her. But she loved it. And that’s what came between him and her.  Continue reading “SANCTUARY”