Water is pouring down from angry clouds, covering the city in a wet embrace. Thirsty plants rejoice as they greedily amass the water, beseeching, wanting only that the gentle rain caress them further. Albeit such may be, others are not likewise pleased. Humans desires not the water to be, desires not the water to invade … Continue reading Rain


Books in the hundreds are aligned methodically along enormous shelves, giving off a smell of paper that is present throughout the library. This is but one of many observations, caused by a need for distraction from butterflies in my heart and the chaos in my mind.I lounge on a wooden chair, right next to a … Continue reading Waiting