It’s not about intensity, it’s about consistency. It is said that you can see the world in a grain of sand, and yet no matter how long you stare at that piece of stone, you won’t find what you’re looking for.Read More Pattern Finding
I see my refelction in the mirror, and wonder: Who am I?Read More Who Am I?
There is something to be said, about the allure of beautiful things … As if the enigma of their presence, is enough to enchant and turn temptress –even the most disciplined beings.Read More Beautiful Things
In moments of melancholy, I wonder who that girl with a smile is; and how she deals with pain.Read More Moments of Melancholy
What do you see, when you see me? When you enter my space, physically and mentally?Read More What do you see, when you see me?