Peered into the eyes of a child yesterday. Her mask dropped for a milisecond and I saw the adult self looking out at me. Spooky. Remembered I am the same now as I was at ten, just with a few more bells and whistles. Buck confirmed he is, too.
A Little Writing Workshop of Horrors.
⛩️Semplicemente, la best community nerd⛩️
A Creative Space
Come for the laughs, stay for the lunacy
Running, Writing, Real Life Experiences & Relatable Content.
Exploring - Naturally
Seeking Solace in the Horizon of Life & Beyond.
The Literary Home for Collaborative Writing
"He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life." ...James Joyce
Thoughts and Perspectives From the Mind of a Common Girl
songs unheard by the poet next door
A journey into bloggerdom
Photos of my world and other stuff I hope you will enjoy too. Photos taken with Canon PowershotSX70HS Photos can be purchased.
From the Existential to the Mundane - From Poetry to Prose
Warden of Words // Shaper of Stories