It Starts Inside.

She sat down on her windowsill and looked up at the night sky. The stars shined. The moon was full and bright. She asked the planets to align, to show her a sign. She begged for guidance. Patience. Some kind …

I’m From a Dream

 I’m from big hair and tie die.

I’m from cut up t-shirts and tights.

I’m from earrings that don’t match and a second chance.

Our Pretty Little Dramas

Its kind of cute.

This drama we construct in our lives.

Think about your life 1 year ago.

3 years ago.

5 years ago.