Timeless
If you were born in another era, who would you be? What would your personality be like? Your values? How would you survive that world? What role would you play?
If you were born in another era, who would you be? What would your personality be like? Your values? How would you survive that world? What role would you play?
Your body language speaks your name. I have only my words. I’m a bundle of all things that hide inside “I’m okay.”
Lockdown necessitated home haircuts. But it feels like surrendering hope. And atop my head, there is mayhem. What hairy sorcery is this?
Two strangers who once were not. Or were they?
There’s a name for my generation. Children of Baby Boomers who arrived some calendar pages too early to be Millenial. Generation X.
Some nights are a turquoise tango, some days are an orange solo.
If you were in drag, what would you be like? And where does the drag stop and where begins your identity?
Why is forgiveness so hard? Because it involves going back to face deeply unpleasant feelings. Does saying sorry guarantee forgiveness?
“as if the past is a monster, a trap, not a blanket of known thorns, an old jacket that just fits too tight in the same way a corset does”
Does your presence in a space leave scars or interesting stories?