Growing Up #2: Less of Bubble Baths
I’ve always thought of bubble baths as a metaphor for sauntering around, to have the short time in betweens for day dreaming. The bubbles dispersing into the air, the smell of shampoo, but more importantly, the time at hand. These bubble bath moments include anything from saving the world as the next Wonder Woman to…
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On Days Like These
On days like these when the sand in the hourglass seems to be sliding faster than usual reminding you of how much of what remains to be done, let it not dishearten you, I tell myself, let is remind you of how far we’ve come. There are days like these when turning pages seem the…
Read MoreBlue Waters
Time, is like a river with strong currents, and I am a rock between it. I wonder if I will find pieces of myself eroded away through these years scattered unto streams and lakes and finally the ocean. How will I ever remember if a part of me reaches the blue waters? How will I know…
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The Wordcastle 