Tagged: melancholy

Catharsis

Catharsis

She always was able to lose herself in a good book. Her vivid imagination painted the scene, conjured up the voices, simulated the emotions. It was a blessing and yet sometimes a curse. As...

How Long? Not yet.

How Long? Not yet.

How long does it take to move on? How long until you stop comparing potential “replacements” to what is being replaced? How long until you can reclaim that thing, or that subject, or that...