A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it. It just blooms.
I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.
Mental illness is like fighting a war where the enemy’s strategy is to convince you that the war isn’t actually happening.
Directly, or indirectly, everything we write is for someone.
Every morning, we get a chance to be different. A chance to change. A chance to be better. Your past is your past. Leave it there. Get on with the future part.