With these words rose the sun,
The scintillating rays penetrating this dense canopy
Shining a beautiful gold upon these dark times
And as the ants came out of their hills,
The breeze in the air was gay and clear.
Learning to Live
With these words rose the sun,
The scintillating rays penetrating this dense canopy
Shining a beautiful gold upon these dark times
And as the ants came out of their hills,
The breeze in the air was gay and clear.
Earlier this year, Mike Posner, a popular American artist made a life changing decision in his life. Let me start with a question. What is to live? How would you define the verb ‘to live’ in your own words? Is it simply ‘to be alive’? ‘to breathe’? Or is there more to living that justContinue reading “What Mike Posner´s Great American Trek teaches us about living”
First and foremost, thank you for checking in here. It really means alot. (Its a tough industry to thrive in). Secondly, I wanted to make this announcement. I recently started experimenting with poetry (I am no professional writer so bare with me) and text that confronts how I feel. I have this crazy idea inContinue reading “What Writing has taught me about mental health.”
So for a while now, I’ve been trying to figure out a couple of things! And last night, over a few drinks( I never get drunk, just saying ), It hit me. Quarter life crisis! I understand that for many of you thats not a thing, but it actually is! I cant quite explain itContinue reading “TIME AND TIDE WAIT FOR NO MAN”