When there is no one else but my own company, everyone else is sound asleep, I am the most alive I have ever been. It’s as if everything is amplified. Sounds that you would never notice in the hustle and bustle of the daytime start to echo around the house and the streets outside. Streetlights…… Continue reading Typing through the night
Tag: boundaries
The power of language in owning our identity.
I was under the complete impression that every woman experienced fantasies,
About me – Updated version
I know I can be hard to decipher, and sometimes my messages and good intentions get lost along the way.
Me, Myself and Who am I? 