and so it goes…

the tingling sensation, and the shortened breathe. the trembling and the riveting motions.

it stems from something deeper i think, but then again i think more than i should.

maybe thats the problem, i dont speak too often, for i would be unveiling myself, thus being vulnerable to some degrees, but i already am i suppose. and it feels so nice.

blossoming internally shifts the outward projection.

i just cant stop smiling as of lately.

i am finally figuring things out. and i have never been more excited.

and oh! i have an idea.

love.love