The wind keeps howling, dragging the laden branches of the old olive trees to the ground. As it huffs and puffs, it mops away the rain streaks, further west, farther and farther still.
Tag Archives: nostalgia
enjoying the scenery
I’ve never felt so peaceful before.
fall is for friendship
Sometimes, fall makes me believe I’m a witch who can travel in time.
cookie monster: book edition
By the time I went to the city for high school, I had already missed a few windows.
happy birthday, baby bro
We’ve always been as thick as thieves.
silence
Go gather by the humming sea,
Some twisted, echo-harbouring shell.
life in fragments
I feel the most alive when I’m not distracted by the life I want to live. When I can place myself in the life I am living.
my self-care routine is art
Artistic expression used to be my way of taking care of myself. A lot of that love for art also comes from being inspired by others.
make yourself at home
Once I found my footing and started to understand this new place, it welcomed me with open arms. One warm, albeit crooked, hello opened so many doors – opened hearts.
go ahead
Rip the band-aid, Kejt! The expectations you set early in life will follow you forever.
