What can I possibly say to myself in 5 years? I don’t even know where I’m going to live! I left home at 18 and have moved ever since. At present, I do not feel at home anywhere. Clouded by anxiety and the state of the world, I do not know if I will ever find stability – my home and tribe. I hope I do; and this yearning made up the first section of my letter.
I resisted the loosening of the soil, the sudden drop in temperature, and the disappearance of fissures that give me character.
I have always been fascinated by fireflies. One of my dreams is to visit a woodland area that glows in the dark because of a series of complex chemical activity in the light organs of fireflies. The google images and photographs of this phenomena have left me intrigued and I cannot help but marvel at… Continue reading Let There be Light
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