The blue path reminded me of blueberries.
I needed to make it nearly impossible to turn back and give up on a better life.
No one tells you about The Wall.
My attempt to find words in a week of internal turmoil.
I don't fear heights. I don't fear the dark. I don't fear tiny spaces. ...and I definitely don't fear spiders.
I couldn't find the words this week so here's a doodle of a rock. Thanks for stopping by!
She stands on the barren soil, gazing into the nothingness.
What is your wish for love?