I feel alive in the midst of all this knowledge I can’t maintain. All the things the world has to offer are written on these pieces of paper and are yet for me to explore. Literature is infinite. Those words are connected to memories of my past, present and future. I remember a book of mine being the essence of my childhood and the memories connected to it live on as I continue my life.
Category: serenity
Serenity
When I think about serenity, I vision a flower growing. Nothing prevents her from growing and flourishing more secure over time. She grows roots so deep it’s hard to tear her apart, but when something does there’s still a part hidden in the ground, prepared to bloom again. The flower isn’t made to remain the same.
Self Reflection 