Life in plastic, it’s fantastic…
Sometimes you’ve got to lose control in order to find freedom.
When it gets dark, follow the light.
For some, isolation is a new normal. For others, isolation is just plain normal.
Life’s changing circumstances can be hard to cope with sometimes. Yet, with the right perspective, we can thrive in any season we’re faced with.
Not all that is frightening is wrong. Not all who’ve been broken are lost. For where there is hope, there is life. Where there is life, there is love. Where there is love, there is everything.
Bloodied heart. Wasted dreams. I just can’t shake this love, no matter how much pain it brings.
I dream of you often, dear fragment of my imagination. I long for you still, so I’m burdened by this hopeful frustration…