traverse city lifestyle blogger
oh how even the tragedy of death is romanticized by a roseView full post »
days that are on the cusp of Spring
but feel irrevocably of a summer in my soul.
with bare feet and rosy cheeks and messyView full post »
“you looked at me and caught my heart; and it will never be free.”
“The sky today is a white marbleView full post »
This blog has been silent for far too long on account of my writer’s block and I’ve grown tired of it.
I’ve spent tooView full post »
scattered leaves, rustling in the uncommonly tepid November breeze, swirled and gathered at our toes. feet clad in soft velvety flats—notView full post »
‘there was laughter
bright and abundant.
there was sandals,
and children triumphant
due to freedom,
andView full post »
…The less I have, the more content I tend to be.
But the more I gain, the less content I seem to become…
Why is it as humans,View full post »
I wonder sometimes when I see people walking by. When I see strangers.
Who are they?
What is their life?
What are their hopes, dreams,View full post »
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