dichotomous, real mirth unbound by deep sorrow parched desert humor

Knock, knock, knocking outside the open door A gateway, an invitation to think outside myself  To take the time to ponder what really matter...

wishing on those stars bathed in warm purple moonlight  now—complete strangers

Where does your mind go when you are all alone?  Does it meander to and from the best of things? Or— Do you let yourself believe you are saf...

worrisome actions draining, habitual (bad) life lessons abound