A simple being. An abundance of Emojis. To be, see and get lost in the world. Lover of flowers, family, friends, fairness and fumbles.
I live by my pen when I am seeking healing and happiness. I come to find the parts of my beautiful self that have been knowingly or unknowingly silenced. Through writing, it may sneak up on me and I will catch a glimpse, occasionally, of my unmasqueraded, pre-polluted self.
Simply, I come for self-love, or the wish that self-love may flourish a little less tainted by the world.