Writing By Heart
Ever feel like a snowball right after it’s rolled off the top of a mountain? As speed overtakes and layers fatten. As, having let go, no choice remains but to follow the energy all the way down. I sense a … Continue reading
Ever feel like a snowball right after it’s rolled off the top of a mountain? As speed overtakes and layers fatten. As, having let go, no choice remains but to follow the energy all the way down. I sense a … Continue reading