Nothing in life is perfect but we seem fixated on the idea that it should. Are we missing out on the beauty of the organic and nuanced?
It’s raining outside as I write this and, with quarantine being the new normal, we’re all struggling with loneliness, together.
Whether we notice it or not, we take risks from the moment we introduce ourselves to someone else. But why would we do that?
Words may sometimes not be enough to describe what goes through our mind and senses, let alone our feelings.
Picture one remarkable day in your life. Where were you? who were you with? what was different? Try to recall what that day was like.