Sitting on my bed I let out a sigh, Pulled down by my worries, and tired, I cried, How do I get past this, where do I begin? There’s too much happening, and too little strength within. I lay on my bed and looked out my window, The skies were grey and the thunder billowed. I… Read More Love Notes in The Sky

Last evening, I went to a photo studio to get photos for some paperwork. With the pressure that a passport photo always is, I carefully lined my eyes with kajal, curled my lashes with a little mascara and put on some lipstick. I was ready to conquer this photo! I picked up the photos when they were… Read More My Dark Is Beautiful