I'm sitting by myself in the library, my small table isolated from all humans but surrounded by books. I'm on the top floor, right alongside a large window wall overlooking the lake and all the fall colors from neighboring trees. It's so quiet that I swear I can hear the leaves rustling in the slightest... Continue Reading →
the hometown bubble.
I haven't been very good about writing lately. (I sound like a broken record.) Aside from some journaling here and there and starting a few song ideas, I've allowed my mind to be distracted by other things... travelling, packing/unpacking, being outside as much as humanly possible, Harry Potter books (I've decided to read the entire... Continue Reading →