Ordinary Days #332
Our hearts argue that it doesn't matter what place we find ourselves as long as we progress through the emotions that are stored within them but our desire for something different colors the language that our thoughts spend time speaking with. In essence, as one part...
On a Day of Rain and Sun #331
Beneath the surface of our artwork is the disarray of the items that we grieve for and mixed in with those hues is the sorrow that we have lost the ability to make those previous events right. Continuing to exist in the moments that we don't want to look at and yet...
It’s Called Colors #330
Our lives don't sound the way that they feel in our hearts and the light along our paths isn't painted so that we can still see it in the moments where we don't even want to talk to ourselves because of the doubt and sorrow that is surrounding us. We are use to...
At the End of Were #329
There is a lot of loss and pain that is located underneath the surface of the words that we use to convey our stories as transitional characters and the pressure of that hidden flow of emotions leaves little room for us to imagine anything other than trying to find...
Part of the Scene #328
Every twist and turn along our journeys involves some kind of loss but what we focus on are only the negative experiences that funnel our energies towards repeating what we think is wrong about ourselves. Those emotions that cast shadows don’t stay in the moments in...
A Different Season #327
The words have been written in black on the lines of our pages but its the details that are so full of colors from where we have been that keep us fearful that we will never make it out of those same conversations being extended into the next chapters as well. They...