Category: slice of life

A letter to my ten-year old self

So, even if you misplace your creativity for a while, don’t cry. Your time will come. You will find your words again.
That’s the best thing about life. There are no limits to what you can do, bar those that you place on yourself.

When it rains…

A rainy day is really made for women to express their grief.  When it rains, you can walk in the rain with tears running down your face. With your hair sopping wet and hanging down your head like rats’ tails, no one can tell…

Frankly Speaking

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