I know cannot find peace if my mind is constantly fighting against everything that is currently happening in my life. As long as I am fighting something; as long as my mind struggles, I cannot find the peace that I so long to seek.  

I write to make sense of emotions, put a name to the thought, answers to the questions. I write when I’m tired of reality, or when I want to retreat from having to carry my whole life, and escape to the tenderness of snow falling on a wintry night, or the excitement of watching a swarm of fireflies dancing on a warm summer dusk.. and to just BE against a vanilla sky. Clean, simple, calm.