Letting go

It's almost midnight. The rain still softly falls on the windowsill, the blades of the ceiling fan turn slowly just enough to keep the buzzing mosquitoes away.  The trivial noises fill my ears for they don't know my thoughts are narcissistic. My thoughts demand to be heard as they keep getting louder with every spin... Continue Reading →

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