A place that is safe from all to see, a corner of life that is just meant for me. Hidden here no one will know, what I speak, where I go. In adulthood we need this place, somewhere we can get a break, from unkindness and the mean that turns out life is what it seems
Sitting at the table, stop and stare into the mess that got me here. Like a groke starving for attention or a bite of food I failed to mention. I do not know why it’s so important, the balance is for sure uncertain. The only thing that it says to me, there is no love it cannot be.
Much Love 💜 Much Life