Pressure can propel us, and other times it can stifles us.
Love Letters: to those who won’t know
I’m fifty posts in now. I remember distinctly what it felt like to set up this website and start writing. What made me finally do it?
Trying to make sense of my little bit.
Pressure can propel us, and other times it can stifles us.
I’m fifty posts in now. I remember distinctly what it felt like to set up this website and start writing. What made me finally do it?