Nothing makes a better muse than love, in all its forms and fortunes. Thank you for being my muse for the past few months, you will be missed.
Tag: Letting go
Season’s Change, Nothing Gold Can Stay
Another year gone, another year's almost over. If you happened to meet yourself from one year ago, would you recognize that person? Are they an exact replica of who you are now? The answer is no, they are different, you are different - you've changed. The you from a year ago is no longer the you of …