They came like definitions from a dictionary, with added special feelings. The ones that make you glow and glitter inside. They seep through time and effort, success and failure, and it takes one’s conscious mind to appreciate them. Just like an ordinary number picked from the millions and made special to my whole world. The […]
One of the ways to let go is to write them down. And once all have been written, all shall be unwritten once more.
I imagine myself living in a valley, with mountains almost touching the sky. Where they are actually clouds of dawn, as dark as the night, waiting to be illuminated.
I forgot that I have my own words as reminders.
Starting to write again after so long is not easy.