Becoming Violet
There is a number, a precise hour, minute, second between the sun’s revolving door and the moon’s sparkly shine when the world grows quiet and lavender fields weep violet.
Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
There is a number, a precise hour, minute, second between the sun’s revolving door and the moon’s sparkly shine when the world grows quiet and lavender fields weep violet.
Most people I have encountered in my life, especially New Yorkers, are juggling more than one career. Seems initially to be quite exciting, however, there are no limitations when it comes to having self-doubt, others doubting you, and the yearning for some level of relief and success in what one Read more