In the days that follow
Bed cold The way I stretch out and cling to my pillows for comfort Focus lost The way I seek for something to ease wounds Mind overwhelmed The way my inner critic punishes me constantly Nature exists The way the squirrels play calms my turmoil Snow falls The way it tells of seasons passing soothes my soul Cat cuddles The way his purr vibrates, heals my broken heart
Mindinflow
2 days ago1 min read
Feel everything, and carry on.
life, post breakup. so you've dismantled your life down to the bare bones, again. Everything you've built, gone. Every memory, photo, possession - this person, this life together, thread into every aspect of your day to day; a thread pulled loose, unraveling the life you once knew. Did you lose who you were a little bit? Don't we always give up parts of ourself in order to make room for someone else? I think thats okay...if you can live with it. Can you live with yourself? so
Mindinflow
3 days ago2 min read
Just as nature intends
Our bodies found each other
just as the sun finds the sky
Mindinflow
Jun 27, 20251 min read
When does something gotta give?
In many stories, hope is the hero, its the driving force that makes survival possible. Is it possible for hope to turn bad? Let's explore my thoughts on hope & relationships.
Mindinflow
Jun 27, 20254 min read
