Somewhere along the way, it became unconventional to live a slow life. To stay in the comfort of your home, watching time move slowly by. Somewhere along the way, weekends at home became lackluster. Books weren't the same fantasy worlds that brought the whole world into our living rooms - creating characters of our mind's … Continue reading Slow living.
Tag: Poetry
Broad-shouldered friend.
I dreamt of you today.. Standing broad shouldered, yellow shirt - a sullen face that never gives out much. My reliable friend. It's a funny thing - nostalgia. It reminds us of memories that never truly existed. It gives back only the best of the golden days. Swinging your heart along to the rattle swings … Continue reading Broad-shouldered friend.