Tag: reflection

Baby we were born to run

Baby we were born to run It’s a perfectly quaint, slightly dark nostalgic room like a 1950s pharmacy. The bottles on the cabinet sure seemed like old-school items to lift her spirits. It wasn’t her home. It never would be. It was now or never to break free. […]

Goodbye toxic man

A new perspective Healthy frame of mind is bliss Goodbye toxic man One day our paths will cross again. I will smile and note that your toxicity no longer bleeds into my being. Your pettiness has been noted and stored away for future remembrance. Go get your sycophants […]