It’s funny how we seem to race time and we always lose the race. The urge to talk to a person is somehow tamed by your ego and the excitement you feel is buried under your neutral face. Continue reading “Shattered And Gathered”
I have been surprised lately to hear stories about friends I recently met; Beautiful people being bullied, handsome souls labeled as ugly, talented artists lacking self-confidence. I stood there stupefied, how come people Continue reading “Redefining Beauty”
What is fear?
One word: overthinking.
-I’m afraid of heights.
-No, you can never be afraid of heights, you’re just scared that you might fall and die.